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I was lying in bed one evening reading stories on Breeding Zone. The poz stories always got my cock rock hard. I would usually jerk off reading them and go to sleep after eating my cum. But for some reason this night was different. It was raining which seemed to be the norm here lately. So instead of just jerking off and going to sleep I decided to check out BBRT to see if anyone was on this night. First a little bit about myself. I’m 21 but look younger. I’m 5 foot 5 and weigh around 130 pounds. I’m very small for a guy. My penis is barely 3 inches when fully erect and very thin. One year for Halloween I dressed up like a girl and actually fooled everyone. I’m no virgin by any means. I get men but they usually play safe. I have yet to be bred. This night a few guys were on. Mostly bottoms which is normal. But one ad caught my eye. The guy was 61 but HIV POSITIVE. He was looking for 18-21 year olds who knew what they wanted. I read his profile a couple of times and despite his age my penis was leaking precum like crazy. So letting my head do the talking I messaged the guy my pics and stats. Within 5 minutes he messaged me back with his address and told me to be there ASAP. My heart was going 90 to nothing. He only lived one street over. I hit Yes Sir. On My Way. I threw on a robe. Put on my flip flops and out the door I went. As I pulled up my heart was still racing but my penis was hard as ever. I walked up his driveway to his door and rang the doorbell. I let my robe fall open so he could see that I really wanted his cock and load. As the door opened I was met by a handsome naked Daddy. He gave me a big smile and told me to drop to my knees in his doorway and give him a blowjob. I knew this was a test to see if I truly wanted his load. Without hesitation I dropped to my knees and started giving him the best blowjob I knew how. I made love to his cock. I worshipped his cock. His cock was perfect to me. About 7.5 inches and medium thickness. I had no trouble deep throating him. After several minutes of giving him a blowjob he had me remove my robe at the door and crawl inside his home. Once inside he shut the door and got down on his knees and slid his cock up my ass only using my saliva as lube. It hurt a little at first but soon that faded and I was begging him to fuck me harder. He didn’t last long and before he exploded he made me beg for his poz load. So I pleaded desperately for Daddy to poz me. Impregnate me. Breed me properly. And with that he shot several huge loads up my ass. We both collapsed onto the floor with his cock still in me. He asked me to stay the weekend with him to make sure his seed took. I said I could. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door and in walked two more Daddies with smiles on their faces. Oh what a weekend this is going to be. And to think I haven’t cum yet.

***This is fiction, though the circumstance is loosely based on something that happened to me a couple of years ago. Sadly, that event didn't result in my pozzing or a gangbang. I'm confident that this story is much hotter than that encounter was.*** It was a bad enough day as it was, waking up with a wicked migraine. To top it off, I could hear the noise of construction machinery being set up on the street outside the house. The noise was unbearable, and what’s worse is that my pills weren’t doing a damn thing. So I resorted to the natural approach. It always works so I don’t know why I don’t just go for that first thing. My pain eased considerably, though wasn’t completely gone, but the incessant noise outside was doing it’s best to bring it all back. I couldn’t stand it anymore and, dressed in a pair of nylon shorts and tee shirt, I stormed outside and demanded to speak to the foreman. The first guy I confronted told me he’d find him, and I went back inside to wait. After a few minutes the doorbell sounded. I don’t know what I’d been expecting, but it wasn’t that. I opened the door to find a stunning hunk with just the right amount of sweat and grime on him to make me forget all about my head as the blood all rushed to my crotch. Six feet four at least, solid build, hairy arms and chest (from what I could see peeking over top of his tee shirt) and thick legs stretching his jeans in the most mouthwatering way I could ever imagine. “What’s the problem?” he asked bluntly. Even with his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance he was HOT. I was almost at a loss for words at that point, using all of my brain power to keep my dick from rising to full mast in front of him like some nightmare from high school. I stammered a few seconds and cleared my throat to buy me enough time to reacquaint myself with my words. “Sorry to bug, but I’ve been battling a massive migraine all day and I was just wondering if there was any chance you guys might be cutting out early today? It’s almost gone but with that machinery just outside it really feels like it will come back,” I told him in a rush of too many words. “We just got started,” he complained. “I don’t want to make things difficult for you, it’s just-” “Please,” I begged. “I’ll do anything you want. I swear. Just for today?” I pleaded. I saw something in his eyes at that moment but couldn’t be sure what, and a slight tug at the corner of his mouth. He glanced over his shoulder back to his guys outside, considering his options I suppose, and then looked back to me. “Tell you what. I’ll take you up on that tomorrow. I’ll clear my guys out right now so you can rest up.” Fuck, could he get any sexier? I mean, beyond good looking and he had a sympathetic side, too. “Thank-you, thank-you, thank-you,” I replied, practically bouncing on my feet. “Have a good night,” he said and then disappeared back outside, closing the door behind him. Within a matter of minutes the neighbourhood was silent again. A man of his word. I was so elated by the silence and opportunity to relax that I didn’t even clue into what he’d said about taking me up on my offer ‘to do anything he wanted’ tomorrow. Sure enough, feeling much better the following morning, in the midst of all of the construction noise, the doorbell sounded. I was surprised to answer it to find the hunky foreman standing before me. “Feeling better?” he asked, to which I told him so. “Good, then let's get started,” he said, boldly walking into my house and shutting the door behind him. I was stunned at first, having no clue what was going on. “Started?” I asked him dumbly. “Yesterday you said you would do anything I wanted if we cut out early. Time to pay up,” he told me, strolling into the living room and plopping his perfect muscular ass down onto my sofa.

Just got loaded by some straight guy in a public toilet at a park while his GF waited in the car. He went in to use the bathroom and I happened to be in there jacking off, so he loaded me.

Dumped a huge load in a sexy 25-year old twink last Saturday. Messaged him on Grindr just to say I thought he was cute. He had an innocent look to him so I wasn’t expecting much. But turned out he was a huge pig in bed. I picked him up at the nearby train station (such a gentlemen I know!) and brought him home. As soon as we got in, I started felling up his bubble butt and he started rubbing my crotch. Minutes later, he’s stripped to his jock and on all fours on my bed, presenting his hole to me. I ate him out deep and hard and got him nice and sloppy before shoving my raw cock in. We fucked in every position imaginable for the next hour. He was deep throating my cock in between fucking, like a good boy who loves ass to mouth. Finally I shot a huge load deep in his pussy and he came immediately all over the both of us. Like a good boy, he kept every drop in him as I dropped him off. I love knowing my cum is in a boy as he heads home on a train or bus, having it start to leak out as he is sitting there surrounded by people who would never guess how big of a slut he is... ...and he is coming over again tomorrow 😈

***Thanks for the positive feedback, guys. it's been a long time since I posted a story on here so it is greatly appreciated. And the story continues . . .*** Part Two “Yesterday you said you would do anything I wanted if we cut out early. Time to pay up,” he told me, strolling into the living room and plopping his perfect muscular ass down onto my sofa. The nerve of this guy! Okay, that feeling didn’t stay with me more than a millisecond. How could I possibly refuse a man like him? I’m considered ‘cute’ I suppose, certainly no hunk or stud, so it just never occurred to me that a man like him would give me a sideways glance. I followed him in and just stared into his deep dark eyes for a moment, unsure how to proceed. “My wife, she hates sucking my dick or licking my balls. I’ve heard stories how you guys are better at it anyway, so how ‘bout it?” It was more of a statement than question, given that he spread his legs wide to practically beam a spotlight on that very proportionate looking bulge in his jeans. Apparently everything about this man is big. I don’t need to be told twice, I was down on my knees faster than you can see ‘swallow!’. At first I just stuck my face into his denim clad bulge, getting a good sniff. And then I reached up and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, revealing not only a lack of underwear but also a very choice cut of meat. Again I stuck my face in for a good sniff, his musky balls working on me like an aphrodisiac -every nerve ending in my body and brain lit up like a Christmas tree! I helped him shuffle a bit to pull his pants down enough to release his balls as well, and then got to licking. I gave him a good tongue bath, as he sat with his head thrown back and groaning, and then licking my way up his now towering 8 ½ thick inches, to a beautiful mushroom head. After licking his entire shaft, I set to work on swallowing him. I slurped and licked and sucked my way down that big piece of dick. Luckily he was inexperienced with men and just let me take the reins, so I was able to go at my own pace, which allowed me to comfortably take his entire thick length right down to his pubes. “Fuck!” he growled once I did that. “Oh, fuck, I never knew . . . feels so good,” he mumbled, feeling so good that words were escaping him. I bobbed and slurped, licked and sucked for at least twenty minutes before he grabbed me by the ears to get me to look up at him. “I’m about ready to blow. You swallow?” he asked, which I just nodded ‘yes’ with my mouth still full. He threw his head back and let out a roar as his balls jumped in my hand and emptied their cargo into my hungry mouth. His orgasm went on for at least two minutes, his dick constantly throbbing more pulses of cum onto my tongue. It was awesome. By the time he recovered and caught his breath, I was licking my chops, very satisfied with my mid-morning snack. “That was awesome,” he complimented. “You suck really good dick.” “Thanks, I try,” I replied bashfully. “You have a beautiful dick.” “What to suck it again?” he asked. “Fuck yeah! Anytime,” I told him sincerely. He returned to work and I did some of my own work around the house, barely able to stop thinking about the studly construction worker I’d sucked off. I couldn’t help but wonder how open minded he might be. Just in case he came back today, I decided to douche out. If I’m lucky at all, he’ll want more. Sure enough, about an hour later the doorbell chimed. I was surprised to see another member of the construction crew standing before me. Also over six feet, kind of a rugby player sort of build (which I’ve always had a weakness for) with very dark curly short hair, black eyes and dark hair on all of his body that was exposed. The definition of a stud. “Hi?” I began, completely unsure what to say. “Hey, Bill, my foreman, told me I should come in here to get a little reward for all of my hard work,” he told me a little bashfully. At that moment we both looked over his shoulder as all of the guys burst out laughing at him, and I saw his cheeks flame red with embarrassment. “Oh, very funny!” he yelled back to them, turning to leave -and possibly kick some butt. Aside from the fact that he was so unbelievably hunky, that bit of vulnerability he’d show with that blush of embarrassment lit some sort of fire in me. Plus, if he’s open-minded enough to come to my door for his ‘reward’, who am I do deny? Rather than be embarrassed that Bill (as I now knew his name) had told everyone I sucked his dick, I decided to own it, reaching out and yanking the hunk by the arm back towards the house. “What are you doing?” he asked, stumbling as I pulled. “Giving you a reward for those dicks trying to humiliate you. Or maybe me. Either way, come on,” I told him, with one final yank getting him over the threshold and slamming the door shut. “Want a beer?” I asked him. “Since I’m out there sweating like a pig, that sounds great,” he replied, glancing around the hallway a little nervously. He followed me back to the kitchen and I pointed out a bar stool for him to take a seat. After handing him the beer, which he quickly upended for a long guzzle, I spun the stool away from the counter so that I could have access to him. “Look, you don’t have to . . .” he began, clearly unsure what to do. I looked him in the eyes for a hard second, and then asked, “Are you uncomfortable?” He kind of frowned and thought about it and then looked a little surprised with himself. “No,” he told me confidently. Logically, how could he be? He was now in the air conditioning, about to get his dick sucked, and drinking a beer at eleven in the a-m. “Good,” I said, reaching out and taking hold of his jeans to get them undone. “Just sit back and enjoy your reward.” After another swig of his beer, he seemed to relax into the situation and hunched his hips forward, allowing me full access to him. From there, I got him unbuttoned and unzipped, and hefted out a mouthwatering 9 inches of deliciousness. I took pleasure and my time devouring his sausage, causing him to grunt and groan for a while, before he got bolder and started rubbing my back as I bent over his crotch. As the minutes ticked on, with me slobbering and slurping over him, his hands moved further along my back until it was my turn to be surprised when he began to work his fingers down inside my nylon shorts to begin playing with my hungry hole. I didn’t need another hint. I took my mouth off of his dick and asked him if he wanted to fuck me, which he readily agreed. So I led him down to the bedroom, his hard dick bobbing out in front of him, and had him lay on the bed, where I stripped his pants off completely. Thankfully I’d cleaned out, so I wasn’t wasting any time. I climbed on top of him, and guided his big dick head to my hole and slowly descended onto him. By now we were both groaning. He told me he’d never done anything with a guy before, let alone fuck anyone’s ass. But that it felt amazing. I told him that his dick inside of me felt amazing, too. I was so glad that he’d been worked up enough to not even question me about condoms, as I gave him no choice, anyway. I was already impaled and riding hard, loving every raw inch and second of it. I had already been sucking him for quite a while so I didn’t figure the fuck would last very long, but I was determined to get the most of it. He surprised me after a while when he reached up and began to pinch and tug on my nipples. At first it felt really good and got me to ride him harder, but then it got almost painful as he was pulling on them hard. That’s when I realised he wasn’t actually pulling them to hurt me, he was trying to guide me to bend over him, so as I leaned down, relieving the pain, he hunched up and kissed me. Surprise of surprises! He reached a hand around the back of my head and pulled my face down to his, our tongues mashing and twisting in a hot wet dance, all while he rammed up into my ass. At this point he really took over the fuck. He didn’t release me after our lips met. Our mouths were joined for the next several minutes as he pounded up into me and then growled into my mouth as he emptied his balls into my ass. Fuck yeah! He gave me his load. After several minutes, his balls had run dry and his dick eased out of my hole, and he released his hold on my neck. As I sat up, I think the reality of what he’d done sank in and he looked torn. He frowned at me, shaking his head. “Sorry, I don’t usually . . . I mean, I’ve never kissed a guy before. But I love kissing when I cum, so I guess some part of me took over-” “Hey, don't worry about it. I loved it!” I told him. “Really?” he asked, his face lit up now. “Your dick felt great in my ass. You can fuck me any time you want,” I told him, now climbing off of him. Between his boss and him, I was hoping to get a lot of cum for the duration of their job on my street. He got dressed and I walked him to the door. Before heading out he turned around and asked, “Did you mean that?” “What?” I asked. “About fucking you again?” he asked, really nervous about making a fool of himself. How anyone that masculine and hunky and sexy could ever feel that way is beyond me. “Absolutely!” I gushed. “Any time. I love taking loads. The more, the better.” He nodded at me and headed out. I wondered if I’d gone too far about telling him that I love taking so many loads in me. Might be the stuff that freaks a straight guy out. ***Before anyone starts complaining or reprimanding me, there is some bug chasing coming up soon.***

Rod called Jerry in the morning, early. Right after his big drink of his own piss but he was whispering into the phone. Jerry turned up the volume on his end. He asked if he could come by Jerry's for a while after school and before work. He'd do a short session at he gym. Then could he come back after work. Jerry played hard to get, saying,"Well, Rod, I don't know. I have a few errands to run and some supplies to get." Rod pleaded, and Jerry said, all right. But, what do you have in mind. Rod, embarrassed answered, "You know the kind of stuff. The stuff that we do. Please Jerry." Jerry told Rod that Rod better make it worth his while. Rod said, "I don't have much money. My folks bank it all." Jerry answered, "Well, we'll work out another way for you to pay me back. Rod was so exited. His dick stayed hard. He even opened his zipper driving to school and played with it. When he got close to the parking lot, he zipped up. He greeted his friends and excused himself to the restroom. In the stall, Jerry pulled at his piss slit looking in thinking how it felt with the big "sound" in it. He hoped against hope that Rod would stuff his cock full. Rod thought his cock was growing it was so hard. When the first bell rang , Rod headed out and to class, disguising the huge bulge in his pants with some books and folders. He almost ran into a freshman and his books fell, the freshmen went down to pick them up. He was on eye level with Rod's big hard on. The kid flustered and handed Rod his books. Rod hurried to class and sat down. The day was torture. Any chance he got, he thought about Jerry and how Jerry would make him feel. He hoped it would hurt real good. He hope and hoped. Lunch came and went. Finally, the bell. Jerry headed to the parking lot, jumped in the car. He had his dick in his pants with his left hand around it. It felt so good and hard. He almost rubbed it against the zipper, but wanted it pristine for Jerry. He wanted Jerry to do the hurting. How could he tell him without saying it. He'd think of something. He grabbed his gym things and headed to the gym. He worked thru his routine twice as fast as usual. 2 guys were watching him. He didn't know them, but one said, "Take it easy, man. You wear yourself out." Rod laughed saying he only knew high gear. Rod didn't clean up. He didn't change to street clothes. He hurried to Jerry's place. He'd have at least an hour before having to go to work, an hour with Jerry, an hour of Jerry doing those wonderful things to him. He was so excited he broke into a run. more is on the way

It’s no question anymore, Berlin is my favourite city, at least regarding the gay life. I moved from the decent hotel which was payed by my employer and where the French guy bred me to the Hotel Axel. It’s already in the gay quarter and exclusively a gay hotel. Almost every guest is gay. If you connect to any gay apps 5-10 guys at the same place. However I haven’t had sex with them yet. Anyway there are gays everywhere. Therefore, it’s not surprising I had busy 24 hours. After I moved, a guy texted me, he wanted to blow into my throat. He lives close to the hotel. I don’t prefer only sucking but the situation was so exciting I did. Was tasty. After some commitments I went to explore the bars. It was still afternoon, only few were open. I went to the Bull. 2-3 guys inside. I changed my shirt to my harness. Maybe because of it, I became popular. Playing with a supposedly high guy, blowing a gorgeous cock, fucked a cube and being bred by a big-dicked big guy. Previously I chatted with a bearded bearish guy who invented me. He asked me to clean up, so I went to my room and after it I visited him. Was great with huge cock. Passionate and rough sex, as I love. He forced me to fuck him snd fucked me in many different positions. finally I went to the lab.oratory. Amazing place, hundred guys who were totally or almost naked. I was a bit disappointed, because the great number resulted that most of the guys were choosy. My other experiences that only every third or fourth guy was top. So I had to fuck a lot as a top. I enjoy it, but missed the bottom position. I was fucked by only six guys and got only 3 loads. Which would be amazing under normal circumstances but not here. However, the place is awesome and I saw many kinky things. Now I’m lying in my bed because a guy visited me an hour ago. A real dom. we didn’t agree that I would be his slave, but after he facefucked me almost immediately I replied automatically “thank you sir”. And it could be the key. Ha dominated me and I enjoyed. My earn was the double unloads in my hole 😉

Loved it, mate! There were some good suggestions from the guys who responded above: I tried out most of them! Zoo Bar seems to be the most popular at the moment, but had a good time at Reds, the Hole, Bunker, etc. Took sooooo many loads 😉 I just wish there were more options for earlier in the day: the bars don’t really get going till 10:00pm, and I didn’t really take to the whole dunes thing. But all in all, a great holiday- perfect weather, too: I’ll definitely be going back, but might wait for this whole Coronavirus scare to blow over before I book my next trip!

Rod needed to leave, and reluctantly asked Jerry to take out the plug. Jerry knew the lad was hooked. It wouldn't be long and he would be under Jerry's total control. Rod went home, went thru his routine and slept the sleep of the just, dreaming of more learning experiences under Jerry's tutelage. Jerry didn't go to bed. He started working on the booster for his remote control. He would find a way to send Rod into spasms from a greater distance. He would have Rod plugged at school, at work, and anywhere within range with a gentle vibration or a sudden boost. Oh, Jerry knew he had one by the short hairs. Hair, that was something Rod was going to lose, body hair. Jerry would get him to do it by steps. His hairy legs and arms would be last. "Oh, Jerry, you will totally control him. You will make him beg for more and more. But tomorrow, I'll concentrate on his big dick. I'll make it so sore, that he'll have to want it caged for protection," The electric sound would go in and vibrate until Rod would cum violently. Then Jerry would beat that big cock, first with dowels, ending with a leather tawse. From what Jerry had seen, Rod will respond with an ever harder cock. Tomorrow Jerry wouldn't regulate the flow of his urine. He'd give it to Rod flull blast and see if the big jock could take it. Oh, tomorrow was going to be a great day, Jerry fell asleep dreaming of the fun he would have with Rod. He might even phone a friend, or make Rod phone a friend with the electric sound vibrating his big hard cock. He make it a speaker phone call. Yes. But now, sleep.

Jerry fell asleep next to Rod. He wanted to be there when that hunk woke up. But, Rod woke first and shouted, "Jerry, you did it, you got it to go down." The nailed toilet paper roll was loose. Jerry, groggily pulled it off, Rod's rod. The big dick was still the worse for wear and Rod had to piss like a race horse. He ran into the bathroom without closing the door, grabbed the measuring cup, filled it to half, and swallowed it all in Jerry's field of vision, then continued to piss for what seemed like an eternity. Jerry was amazed. It gave him more ideas. Rod presented his still large dick, just not hard to Jerry who examined it. It seemed all right except for puncture wounds and scabs. Jerry turned Rod around and said, let's check the butt out. He pulled out the plug and spooge, watery spooge flowed out. Rod said, "Oh, I feel the medication flowing out. What will we do?" Jerry was ready. He said, "I know you want to go to church. You are a little weak. I'll go with you. Get cleaned up and get dressed. I'll run home and change into church clothes." Jerry hated church. But he knew he had to make Rod owe him more and more. And he wanted to ask Rod about the piss drinking? He had plans for his own piss in Rods tummy and ass. Rod followed his routine perfectly. When Jerry came back, the two got in the car and drove to the church. Jerry got a few looks, but was welcomed home. Rod always got looks form guys and girls, and even a couple of the elders. When the service was over, Rod wanted to go to Sunday school. That was too much and Jerry said, "Rod, Bud, you know Jerry wants what's good for your soul, but your body, too. You better take it easy today. Let's get some food in you. If you want you can go back to church tonight. Will your parents be home" Rod was sure the parents would be home so Jerry had to work fast. His mind raced. When they got back to the house, Jerry said, "Rod, you drink that piss every day?" Rod was embarrassed. He hemmed and Jerry said the only thing better for the body than your own piss and someone else's piss. It has more of the things your body wants. Rod got wide eyed. He loved his piss. He needed it. "Jerry," he said, "I've got to have my piss." Jerry replied, "Of course, but you need to add someone else's at double the rate of your own." Rod thought about it. He said, "where will I get piss? I mean, you can't buy it in the store" Jerry said, "it so happens that I have to piss right now. How much of your own do you take?" Rod told him 4 ounces. Jerry responded, "Well, I'll give you eight ounces or a tad more. It should build you up fast." Rod took a little to long to think about it and Jerry had to say, "Well, if you don't want it." That pushed Rod over the edge. He took Jerry into the bathroom and handed him the measuring cup. Jerry reminded Rod it was best hot from the source. Jerry said, "Rod, I really thing you should take it right from my dick, it won't lose any potency. But if you don't want to... Rod stepped in the shower, saying what if it spills. Jerry had him strip, Jerry worked really hard, pissing and holding, pissing and holding until he had emptied his bladder. He said, "Good work, Rod. That should give you plenty of what you need. "Ah, Jerry," Rod said, "My hole feels so empty, can I have the plug back?" Jerry almost fainted from joy. He had that big jock hooked on taking things up the ass. Soon Jerry would be pissing in it, fucking it, and eventually get some other guys to do the same. But for now, bigger and bigger plus, with a large dose of T in the lube. Jerry looked in his bag, pulled out a small one and inserted it. Rod asked, "Jerry, could I please have a bigger one?" Jerry complied. Considerably bigger. Rod would soon be a cock slut. Jerry knew it even if Rod didn't. Stay tuned for more

Have been away ...missing my local fb’s....so needed to catch up on my return. Met a fb at Steamworks Thursday evening.Hot 32 yo mixed bottom but tops me. Huge cock. Let me suck it till hard then slid it raw into my lubed ass and fucked me in every position for 10 to 15 minutes until he loaded me with his poz seed. Sucked him clean. Friday morning met up with a regular fb. 50, black, 60kg, 5’8”. 9 “ cock. We have been fucking for over 10 years...one or 2 loads a week. Pretty sure he is the one who pozed me 8 years ago. Fucked me on my back...me playing with his nipples...that gets him raw....slid his raw cock deep in me and fucked me for a good 15 minutes till he dumped another load deep in my ass. later in the day met a Latino fuck bud, 36. We had chatted online. He told me he had played the night before in a guy’s car. He got fucked raw and filled with cum. He had not showered. He wanted to cum over and have me clean his ass. He told me to leave the door unlocked and to be naked and blindfolded on my knees in the living room. He let himself in, stripped and presented his ass to my ready tongue. Cleaned his dirty sweaty ass Then he asked to suck his hole and get the cum out of it. I didn’t think there would be any but got a mouthful. He then had me back my hole onto his raw cock. He fucked and filled me with his raw load then had me clean it off. Mmmm.

Another ASSGM classic, this one is short and sweet. [think before following links] https://groups.yahoo.com/neo/groups/assgm-list/conversations/messages/4479 * * * I was standing in the doorway talking to the guy inside. I'm not sure how we started talking, conversation is rarely one of the things that occurs in a place like this. I occasionally frequent the local "bathhouse," this one billed at a gym and club. It has the usual universal gym machine that only gets used by guys quickly trying to pump up, a TV room showing porn movies, and about 50 or so small cubicles with locker, platform bed, and door. I hadn't been there more than 30 minutes and had already fucked the hell out of some tight little guy who had shot his wad in the process and left. Unfortunately - or maybe fortunately - I hadn't dropped my load. I had talked to a guy in the shower who was refreshing himself after some dude tried to suck him dry, he said. He was an older guy decent shape, but not a turn on. He went back to his cube where I found him and was now talking to him. Strictly platonic, though he did occasional adjust his cock under his towel as he sat on his bed. I had actually noticed the cute little blond guy before as I made my first round of the club. He was a little dream, slender, not especially muscled up but still with a nice build, blond as the noon day sun, and a face that could be a model anywhere. There were more than me checking this little prize out as he walked around. Somehow, I sensed this guy had an "attitude." Now, standing in the doorway and talking to Jim, I noticed him walk by, glance at me and peer into the room. I smiled. On his second pass, I said hello, and he stopped just long enough to me to reach out and stroke his back down across his towel-covered little ass. "Nice." I said. "Yeah," he said. "Everybody is trying to get me!" "And were they successful?" I asked. "Not a chance with this crowd. I don't screw around with anybody." I smiled as I kept stroking his back. Then I took his other hand and slid it down to my crotch, letting him feel the size of my growing cock. He looked down as his eyes widened. I glanced at the guy in the room and picked up the imperceptible nod and glint in his eyes. Then in one seamless motion, I moved into the cubicle drawing the little blond with me, shutting the door. He didn't resist. And at this point, all conversation had ended. I pulled the little guy close to me and let my lips pass his to judge his willingness. And they were willing. My tongue probed deeply down his throat, the location that soon would be filled with more than my tongue. I pulled him back and pushed him down to his knees so he could see that bulging tent in my towel. I undid my towel, letting my hard cock spring forward, right into the little guy's face. He didn't hesitate and forced his mouth over the massive head of that heated rod. He was doing pretty well in starting on about eight and a half inches of cock that could probably cut steel at this point. Oh, yes, that's a thick eight and a half inches by the ruler....and on a couple of occasions in a hot group, has even cracked the nine plus inch barrier. That baby is attached to a pretty good body - 6'1", 195 pounds. I've kept in damn good shape, continuing working out from my days when I played college football ten years ago. I'm not bad looking and usually don't suffer from lack of attention, though I must admit - and have been told - I'm a pretty decent, considerate guy. Blondie was sucking like hell, gagging at about half way. I could tell he wasn't the greatest cocksucker I've had. I held the back of his little blond head as I fucked his face, stopping just when I sensed he could take no more. Jim, the guy whose room we were in, reached over and stopped his bobbing head still for a minute as he held a bottle of poppers under his nose. Gasping for air, he breathed deep. Jim looked at me and I smiled, knowing the fury that was soon to come. And it did. When those poppers hit the little blond guy, he went crazy, trying desperately to consume as much saliva-covered cock as he could. I just leaned back and let him work, enjoying the incredible pleasure - both physically and psychologically - on having this sweet little sucking machine on the end of my meat. The most blondie got down his throat was about three-fourths of that rock hard cock. I remained passive as not to hurt him, letting him take as much as he could. Jim, meanwhile, was sitting on the edge of his bed stroking a raging hard, keeping the poppers handy. After another deep intake of poppers, I reached down and literally pulled blondie's head off my cock and turned him toward Jim. With the attack of the poppers raging through his brain, he just continued from one hard cock to the other. Now Jim's cock was an average six plus inches and blondie could take that baby all the way down to the base, and that he did. As he bent over Jim, he exposed his beautiful little ass to me. I slid my hand across the white glowing little cheeks, slipping my hand between the crack. I almost missed feeling his little hole it was so incredibly tight. I dropped down to my knees now, spreading those cheeks apart, and letting my tongue circle that tender little target, causing shudders to run through his body. His body arched back, willingly giving me full access to my objective. My tongue finally dented that little rosebud, letting me feeling him tense and relax as I kept bombarding what was becoming his hole now. His ass was completely shiny with saliva as I eased one finger into that little spot. Going gently - easing in a bit and then pulling back, only to return a little deeper - and alternating with my probing tongue, Ifelt his ass begin to unconsciously beg for more. Finally, I got one finger completely up his tight little hole, finger-fucking him as I felt it become accustomed to that intruder. I stood up now, seeing his blond head bobbing up and down on Jim's cock, Jim's thumb covering a bottle of ready poppers. I pulled my finger out of his hole only to be replaced with my thumb. Another top had taught me this trick years ago. It was just another step up in size as I felt his little body arch up as something larger entered his hole. I started my thumb fucking his hole, pushing in deeply to let the joint stretch his little ring. My other two fingers slipped down on either side of his tight little nuts and small cock, giving leverage and stimulating those little bags of sensation. That also let my thumb drive in and massage the prostate, that internal gland that few know is the center of pleasure. His ass was beginning to go crazy. It was time. I had already opened his tight little ass with two big fingers and loosened it up further with a probing thumb that could have gotten any guy off. I looked at Jim and nodded. He held the poppers under blondie's nose again, this time forcing him to take three long breaths. After grabbing Jim's lube, I pointed my slick cock right at that reddening hole, and let the one-eyed monster slide back across his crack. I felt him tense a bit, but the poppers were beginning to react. I pushed and the head finally made it inside his first ring. I looked down and saw that stretched hole finally covering the edge of that cockhead. I probed a little further, mentally glad that I had loosened his hole before I attempted to fuck him. He arched his back as the pain shot through his body. But I pulled back, stroking gently in the area I had opened up. He had quit sucking now, and had just buried his head on the pillow next to Jim. The poppers had full control over his body now, creating a demand that he couldn't deny, even with any associated pain. I felt his ass rotate and cautiously thrust back. I gave him more, each time going in a bit deeper. He moaned. I looked down and saw I had just about my whole hard rod pegged deep in his stretched hole. I smiled now, knowing I had his ass in complete control and that now the fucking would begin. He arched his back as a couple of more strokes got almost the whole cock into his ass. I pushed him back down and slid in and out a couple of times more, knowing that any pain would subside and give him a feeling of warmth. When I felt he was relaxed enough, I started nice slow stroking, hearing him moan even more. He seemed to relax now, turning his body and glorious ass over to my control. I held his hips as I long-dicked his sweet hole, pulling that glistening cock almost all the way out and then steadily sliding it back in. This continued for a few minutes as I began to pick up speed. Jim was watching wide-eyed, his hand stroking his cock. I motioned for Jim to do his task, and he held the poppers under blondie's nose once again. This time, I took a long hit of poppers, knowing what the wonderful results would be. The poppers took hold of both of our bodies at about the same time. I felt him tense as his insides surrounded my cock. I felt a roaring building in my own sweat-covered body now. I slapped my hands on each of his cheeks, a thumb on each side spreading open that beautiful crack, exposing his stretched hole that was gaining experience fast. As the poppers hit, I slammed the whole length of cock up his ass, causing a muffled cry of terror as that baby took complete control. I would pull back and drive in that insatiable cock in what I thought must be the sweetest ass in the world. I rotated that baby, churning the complete insides of my collapsed partner. I leaned across his back, pulling his non-resisting little body into my hard muscles as I fucked his hole with short but deep little strokes, giving him the pleasure that any bottom guy craves. He virtually gave no resistance now, almost being a collapsed piece of hot flesh serving as a container for my hungry meat. And did that baby feed! I must have fucked his ass for a good half hour as Jim watched in unbelief. I fucked blondie every way imaginable! I turned the little guy on his back and remounted his ass, this time flipping his legs over my broad shoulders as my cock had full access to his well-fucked hole. I long-dicked him continually, driving that monster right up to the limits, feeling those tight little cheeks nestled right into my crotch. I moved forward, forcing his ass up even higher as my cock just simply acted as a battering ram, pumping in and out like an oil well pump! His head was thrashing about as he took cock like a champ! I turned him back over so he was leaning across the bed, his hole now fully opened. I re-entered his sweet little ass in one full thrust, now causing only a continued moan as he buried his head again in the pillow. Jim gave both of us a shot of poppers which I knew would be my last. I wasn't going to hold back much longer. As the poppers again hit both of our bodies, I drove in with a final hunger, letting that great cockhead feed deep inside this hot little body. I grabbed his hips for leverage as I started to hit the Big O. He was screaming into his pillow as that massive cock tore into his ass repeatedly, scoring direct hits into parts this little guy didn't know existed. That pulsating cock poured out massive amounts of boiling juice, coating his insides with all that cockhead spit out into him. It lasted what I though was a century - and wished it had been - but I knew was less than a minute. It was probably 45 seconds of pure emotional and physical pleasure, satisfying the primordial urges that we have all had since the beginning of mankind. As I came down from that incredible climax and the poppers began to loosen their effect, I kept stroking in and out of his ass, now with a steady rhythm. I looked at Jim who was staring in amazement, still stroking his cock. I motioned him over as he stepped into the saddle where I had opened up a wonderful love pit. He started fucking, sliding effortlessly into that well-fucked hole that was fully lubed with a hot load of cum. Blondie just kept his head down in the pillow, letting this new cock take whatever it wanted from the remainder of his hole. I stepped around Jim who was now fucking like a machine. I opened the door a crack and found about several guys standing there. They had been listening intently to the sexual sounds of conquest coming through the door. I smiled as I stood in the door, my towel again wrapped around my sweat-covered body. I motioned for the two best looking bodies to step inside. Others crowded around to get a view, but I held control of the door. Still, they could see Jim fucking this sweet little blond ass while the other two guys now inside lubed up their hard cocks. I pulled the door shut, hearing it click with the secured lock and headed off to the showers. I smiled, knowing that this would be one humbled guy, a literal whore now, his arrogance replaced with more cocks than most guys get in a couple of months.

cock & balls shouldn't smell like soap or cologne they should smell like cock & balls unshaved balls smell better

This going to be a great weekend to become poz for him

Hahaha! They really love getting fucked "doggy"style. l'm not surprised by that or the thirst for bug juice , I'm just surprised how much she brags about it. NO shame whatsoever. lt's so nasty it's hot. l like that she's not in chastity and STILL never uses her useless cock. Her cock cage is even hotter cause it's mental. She's not so much a faggot as a female with an ornamental cock.

Having the doorman in a hotel come up to my room to drop a load in me after he watched several guys come and go. Being texted by a top that he needs a hole and you've don't remember him but tell him right away to come fuck you. Seeing a neighbor's shock when he asks about the cars coming and going but then you get his horny load later that night.

Part 19 - March 2019 The first month of his job Darren had shadowed and learnt the ropes around several theatres all owned by the same group. Keeping his head down and impressing the production manager who hired him, he wasn't afraid of hard work and didn't shy away from any task. during the third week of March he was allowed to run a dress rehearsal of a show whilst being monitored. Sam was busy teaching and rehearsing with Byron for Top Hat in the studio and due to the day time hours they were keeping Byron didn't cross paths with Darren. Byron was happy for Sam and enjoyed listening to how much he was in love with Darren and how he had won his parents over. Kurt was back in America for a few weeks and Sam had decided to cool things off with him since he got everything with his boyfriend who had certainly got better at sex. Darren would work out early morning with Sam in the gym and he was now being able to go for longer, several times a week they would meet Michael, where as Tony only worked out at weekends. Michael loved flirting with Darren and always helped him out on the weight bench. Darren sat there waiting for Sam to finish his run on the treadmill when Tony appeared and kiss Michael before heading off to work and inviting Sam and Darren for dinner on Saturday. Sam gave a thumbs up still running and Darren laughed and said yes along as Michael stopped flirting with him jokingly. Tony laughed and told Darren he had no hope that happening slapping Michael's ass he walked out. The Wednesday turned out to be a fairly ordinary day for Darren, he was walking back to the flat having finished earlier than expected. Riding up in the elevator and exiting walking along the corridor he unlocked the door and could hear voices coming from the lounge, quietly he closed the front door. "In here" Sam called and walked out of the lounge smiling. Darren looked nervous "Sorry I should have called to let you know" he said watching Sam walk towards him. Sam kissed him "Come on, time to put your past behind you" he said holding Darren's hand walking to the lounge. Darren walked in and looked at Byron sat there in shorts and no shirt "Byron" he said. Byron stood up and walked over to Darren "Great to see you Darren" he said hugging him. Sam looked worried at Darren's cool reaction "You okay?" he asked. Darren nodded "I think so" he said looking at Sam then Byron "Payback time!" he remarked. Sam looked confused "Darren here said he wanted to fuck me" Byron said seeing Sam's face. "I should warn you Byron, he is fucking good" Sam said chuckling "only condition is that I can watch". Darren looked at Sam and squeezed his ass "Don't worry you will be up next mind you" he said. Sam shook his head coyly "Maybe tonight I can fuck you?" he asked. Darren opened his eyes wide "But I thought you liked getting it?" he said confusingly. "I do" Sam laughed "but I like to fuck as well" he replied seeing a smile on Darren's face. Byron took hold of Darren's other hand "Let's get this over with" he said dragging Darren to the bedroom. Darren felt Sam gently pushing him almost like he was saying that sex with Byron was approved. He looked at Byron and his head telling him that finally he would get revenge, his heart though was on a different wave length being in the moment. Suddenly he stood in the bedroom where Byron undressed, Darren looked at his remarkable body and could see now how he had overpowered him that day. His chest mostly smooth apart from a faint line of hair running down the centre of his body to a trimmed pubic hair region. His arms went up in the air feeling Byron taking his top off, Darren gasped quietly feeling the lips of Byron's mouth kissing his chest and nipples, his hands caressed the side of Darren's body moving lower and lower and slipping inside his jeans popping the buttons open one by one. Falling to the floor Darren stepped out of his jeans and underwear, he placed his hands on Byron's shoulders and pushed him down to his knees guiding his cock towards Byron's mouth. Byron couldn't believe how big Darren was coming face to face with his cock and pressing against his lips, happily he opened his mouth tasting Darren then slipping his mouth down further on the shaft. Darren looked up at the ceiling 'oh fuck' he said feeling the warm moistness of Byron's mouth devouring his cock, expertly applying the right amount of pressure he finally looked down to see Byron staring up at him with his mouth full of cock. Sam laid on the bed playing with his cock watching 'good isn't he?' he said to Darren who simply nodded unable to form words through the pleasure he felt. The cool air rushed around his cock feeling the tongue working back up his body. Neither spoke instead they kissed for several moments until Darren pulled back spinning Byron around pushing him on the bed. Byron heard him spitting and felt the saliva running down his crack, immediately his cock followed prodding at Byron's hole easing it open. Byron laid there helpless. Moaning and looking up at Sam who was smiling and rubbing his cock, Byron pushed his ass up taking more of Darren's cock inside him. Taking the cue Darren pushed down harder deeper and deeper inside he went, giving two then three hard thrusts he watched Byron's hands gripping the duvet and moaning louder 'shit' Byron yelped feeling the intense thrusting, Darren eased up for a moment 'Shut up and take it like a good bitch' he said smirking then ground his cock hard against Byron's ass. Placing his hands on Byron's lower back holding him down on the bed there was no mistaking that Darren was going to fuck Byron and fuck him hard. Darren was surprised how turned on Byron was showing, gone was all the hatred for him. Instead he produced long assertive strokes that caught Byron off guard and he laid there revelling in enjoyment. Byron raised his head and looked over his shoulder at Darren smiling at him. Darren smirked and gently slapped Byron's ass several times 'holy fuck' he mumbled burying his head back in the duvet moaning louder from each of the deep penetrating thrusts coming from Darren's cock. Sam resisted as long as possible before clambering across the bed and grabbing Byron by his hair raising his head then pushing his cock in to Byron's mouth. Darren leaned over and pulled Sam closer and kissed him, his breathing was erratic trying to control his orgasm, unable to believe he was involved in a threesome with these two hot guys. Sam broke the kiss moaning from Byron working his cock hard, he looked Darren in the eye 'love you so much' he whispered then cried out 'fuck'. Sam looked down gripping hold of Darren's shoulder hard, his cock ejaculating it's load in to Byron's mouth. Quickly Sam knelt down and kissed Byron taking his cum of Byron's mouth, Darren watched Sam kneeling up again with cum dribbling down his chin and kissed Darren by surprise. Darren tasted it finding it weird to start with but he quickly licked at Sam's tongue their lips closing tight to each other. Byron twisted and sought Sam's still rock hard cock in his mouth. Darren felt Sam raise his body kissing harder and causing Darren to jolt forward twice, Byron cried out 'fuck yes' filled the room. Darren powered his hips down hard and held his cock deep inside Byron unloading multiple volleys of his seed in to him. Sam smiled and kissed Darren then allowed him to collapse forward pinning Byron firmly down embedded on his cock. He knew exactly how Byron felt from the first time he got fucked by Darren. Laughing he laid on the bed and looked at Byron who was grinning, Sam was still horny and need to leash another load out. "What do you think of my boyfriend then?" Sam asked chuckling. Byron shook his head "I couldn't take that every night" he replied still pushing his ass up on to Darren's cock. Darren bit Byron on the neck lightly "Was it to much for you?" he asked. Byron turned his head to look at Darren "Almost, do you forgive me?" he asked. Sam chuckled "Kiss and make up please" he asked them both. Darren leaned forward and kissed Byron "You are nearly forgiven" he said "I will have to fuck you again". Byron giggled "I would like that Darren" he replied. Sam stood up off the bed "Byron is staying the night Darren, would you like him to sleep in here with us?". Darren slowly extracted his cock "If you are okay with that" he said "but I want you tonight as well". Sam walked around and kissed him "Like you need to ask" he replied. Suddenly he found himself falling back on the bed, giggling he quickly realised that Darren was licking his body working his way up 'Fuck this is hot' Byron remarked. Sam saw his legs looming towards his face then arched his back almost squealing, Darren licked and probed Sam's hole with his tongue and spat on it then raised his body up holding Sam's legs over his shoulders. Sam looked up in to Darren's eyes and caressed the side of his face, he suddenly gasped and moaned feeling his hole opening for Darren's cock, it seemed to glide in softly and deep until he could go no further. Steadily he built up pace and intensity loving how Sam reacted looking deep in to his eyes. Even Byron could see the incredible spark of love between them. Sam pulled Darren's head down closer to his own and Darren kissed him quickly then looked him in the eye again 'I love you' he said quietly in between taking breaths knowing his orgasm was quickly building. Sam leaned up and kissed Darren tenderly and put his arms around Darren's neck holding him close. His pace changed in to deep, fast but gentle fucking. Sam felt the change and the twitching starting in Darren's cock 'oh yes, oh Darren' he almost pleaded rolling his head back as Darren thrusted in and held his cock deep allowing his love to pass in to his boyfriend. Darren buried his head against Sam's chest riding out his orgasm, his body jolted like an electric shock was running through him. He kissed Sam's neck and finally his mouth then extracted his cock almost stumbling going lightheaded from standing up to too quickly then laughed gaining his composure. Sam just laid there looking at the ceiling with the biggest grin on his face. "That's both of you banged up" Darren proudly said rubbing his cock. Sam lifted his head and looked at Byron "You mind if I..." Sam was about to ask Darren. "Of course you can" Darren said giving Byron's dick a rub "I will go make dinner after I shower". Darren disappeared in to the bathroom hearing the unmistakable sexual moan from Byron, he peered back and saw Sam burying his cock deep in to Byron in one movement. Darren watched for a moment before stepping in to the shower. Byron knew how to work Sam's cock. Rewarded as Sam began pounding away at Byron like a crazed animal, the moans coming in quick succession from the continuous onslaught from Sam. Darren dried himself and could still hear Sam going at him he walked back in to the bedroom almost astonished at how hard Sam was drilling him. His arrival coincided with Sam orgasm as he pushed down harder, watching Byron's face flushed his eyes almost rolling back in his head taking Sam's load that mixed in with Darren's. Sam rolled on to his back breathing heavily and smiling at Darren. "No way are you doing that to me!" Darren remarked "hell you can fuck" he said shaking his head. Sam felt the bed moving as Byron got on his knees "You need to try it Darren" Byron said. He climbed in between Sam's legs and lifted them up "My turn now" Byron said grinning. Darren watched the two muscled bodies going at it again and left them to it. Strangely he found it overly enticing knowing that the three of them could have sex like this and it didn't seem to bother him. Even though Byron was there Sam still focused on Darren which showed how much he really did love him. Darren had dinner nearly ready when Sam appeared wearing his shorts and socks giving Darren a very loving kiss then laid the table for dinner. Byron appeared with his hair still damp and he walked over to Darren and kissed him just as lovingly then rested his head on his shoulder for a few moments. Darren put his arm around Byron and kissed his forehead 'I forgive you but can you forgive me?' he asked quietly, Byron hugged him harder 'Yes' he replied and kissed Darren again. The evening went by with Sam letting Darren and Byron doing most of the talking and finally they got to know each other properly. Half expecting the night in bed to end up being a torrent of sexual activity it was quite the opposite, Darren got his way with Sam and also took Byron's cock in his mouth trying to suck it whilst fucking Sam. It took him a while to get the balance right and successfully blew Byron off, taking his mouth away since he wasn't ready for a mouth full of cum. He felt splatters of Byron's cum hitting his chin and dripping down on to Sam underneath him. Darren laid down on the bed like a child in a candy shop, he never expected that real gay life would be such an adventure. Byron and Sam cuddled up next to him in the darkness, hands touching and gently caressing each other. The bond that seemed to have formed that night between the three of them grew and grew over the years. The love that grew between Darren and Byron never faded, but no where near the scale of love he had for Sam.

One thing you could do is pay a little more attention and not put your personal ad right below a message that reads "This section is for FICTION."

I wake up feeling the bed rustle and hear heavy breathing. I’m no longer wrapped around my boy, but hugging a pillow. It’s right in my face, blocking any view. It’s still daytime, though, and our room is well lit. I remain still as I become coherent. My dick is rock hard, as always when I wake up. I begin to make sense of what’s going on - Martin is no doubt trying to fuck my boy again. My stomach drops. Jealously starts to kick in.. thinking about Martin owning Ryan, stretching his hole to the point of no return, and filling his guts. We’re not even on prep. Ryan’s being so risky. My jealous anxious pit in my stomach makes my dick flex harder. Why the hell is it turning me on? It’s silent in the room aside from their breathing and the soft rustling of sheets. I slowly push the pillow down to get a peak. Ryan is face down with Martin laying fully on his back. Martins right arm is around Ryans neck. Martin is kissing the back of Ryans neck and ear. Ryan strains to breath and lightly moans. Martin is slowly thrusting while flexing his arm thats around Ryans neck, to hold him in place as he sinks deeper into his ass. Martin whispers into my boys ear “you want more of my cum? The entirety of my 4 day load?” Ryan whispers back “yes, I want all of it.” I can’t believe what I’m hearing. This is too much. Then Martin turns his head and looks at me right in the eyes. An evil smirk comes across his face and he thrusts more violently and deeper. Ryan moans “aahh” in mixed pain and pleasure. Ryan surely feels Martins dick deep in his stomach and his hole ripping. I behind to fist my dick and jack off. I can’t help but stroke. As Martin starts to pick up pace, he barks at me “Tom, come get a better view from behind me.” I quickly crawl off the bed and stand behind them. My gaze starts at Martins muscular furry ass cheeks flexing while he digs in, as he pulls back I see his dark pink ass hole through his thick black fur and his massive bull balls hanging below. He slows his thrusts and as he pulls back, I can see how taught Ryans hole is around his soda-can thick shaft. He continues to pull out, all the way out. Ryan exhales in relief. Ryans hole gapes and looks like it’s breathing. It’s more red than I’ve ever seen. Martins uncut meat is rock hard and is also red. It’s blood. As Martin thrusts a bit, poking his dick head around he smears Ryans ass blood around on Ryans inner thighs. “Tom, put me back in. Feel my dick fill Ryan.” I’m fisting my dick with my left hand while I guide his blood and cum-slick dick back into Ryans raw hole. I watch the foreskin slowly roll back onto the Martins shaft as his bare dick head disappears into my boys guts. I caress Martins huge balls as they tighten. Ryan cries out again “uhhh oh fuck.” I feel Ryan push his ass up to swallow more of Martins dick. I’m so close to cumming, I have to stop jerking myself and look away from the hole. My gaze wanders up Martins beefy, animalistic back. Then I notice a dark red circular tattoo hidden under his fur, sprawling across his right shoulder blade. It’s a giant biohazard sign with what depicts blood dripping from the sharp points. Does this mean Martin positive? He’s already fucked one massive load in Ryan and about to another into his raw fertile ass. Martin says to me “How’s the view? You know my dna will always be with him.” Is this poz talk? Ryan has no idea. It’s already too late, I can’t stop them. Martin growls right into Ryans ear “You want my seed?” Ryan quietly responds “Yes, always.” Martin picks up his pace thrusting and moans “Ahhhh” I watch Martins asshole and balls flex and pump as they unload the venom. He whispers into his ear “Take it. It’s yours. Carry my dna.” Ryan pushes his ass hole back onto Martins dick, to squeeze ever drop out. Ryan cries out “ah fuck, ahh” and he cums without touching his own dick. I didn’t even realize that I was stroking this whole time, and am also set over the edge. My dick explodes harder than it ever has, jetting onto Martins ass cheek and then onto the floor. I feel my abs flexing to fully empty my balls. I can’t believe how turned on I am. I start to realized what just transpired and stand there in shock. I stare at martins massive death stick slowly exit my boys hole. Ryans hole is destroyed and gaping. A stream of white cum and blood start to pour out of his wide-open hole. I can see directly inside him, and the massive pool of cum. Martin rolls off Ryan onto his back. Ryan reaches back to feel his broken hole. He fingers himself, first with one finger, then three fingers. Is he massaging the cum into his walls? Then he brings his finger up to his mouth and tastes it. My mouth hangs open, in awe. I look over at Martin. Martin gives me the same evil smirk and raises his finger to his mouth making the “shh” sign. Martin breaks the silence “I like Ryan being filled with me.” I lay down on the bed in between them. My dick seems to still be hard. Ryan scoots his ass into my crotch and my dick starts to enter him. Ryan doesn’t even flinch, it’s like he barely notices or feels it. Ryan says to me “Let’s sleep like this. Keep it in there.” He pushed back on my dick harder. I can tell hes trying to flex his hole, but nothing is hardly happening. Is Ryan using my dick as a plug? Martin scoots up behind me, to be the big spoon, and wraps his arms all the way around both Ryan and me. Ryan lets go of my hand and holds hands with Martin. My stomach drops in jealousy of them holding hands, but my dick remains rock hard.

I’m 19 and get hit on all the time by older men, some I would nothing to do with and some I can’t wait till they are fucking me. The one who fisted for the first time is over 70 and when he is around I can get into the sling fast enough. It’s not about the age but how you act.

Jerry had been watching that hot ass for a long time. He had just given Rod his first booty bump. Within an hour Rod would be looking for anything to shove up that ass. When he found that Rod's parents would be gone all day Friday, he knew that Rod would need another treatment, before work and after. Rog had to go for college entrance tests three towns away. Jerry would have that Rodney's big rod and fine ass all to himself until quite late Saturday. Jerry smiled knowing he wasn't even on call. Some things just work out, Jerry thought. He would use a little sodiumpentathol to learn secrets, use that fine ass a few time take pix and have Rod right where he should be, Jerry's cunt. Much more to cum

I think the key is being open and honest with yourself as well as your partner. Maybe he isn’t the perfect match. You may need someone that is like you. I play with couples that are total whores with other men but have a loving and caring relationship with each other. Men are men. We need to be what nature made us not what society thinks we should be.

Travelling with work yesterday as I got to the hotel I opened up Grindr. Before I even got out of the car a 30 year old white guy hit me up asking if I was looking. I said yes looking to get fucked anon ass up face down bareback. He sent me a dick pic and he was about 7 in. I sent two ass pics and he said he could be there in 10 minutes. I was ass up face down with blindfold on, door propped open I heard him enter the room and undress. He got on the bed behind me rubbing my ass then grab the bottle of lube and lubed up. He slid in slow but after a minute or two started picking up the pace pounding my ass. When I heard him start to breathe heavy after about 10 minutes I told him to breed my ass and within seconds he pushed in and held it as a started cumming deep. Just before the first guy got here a 22 year old white guy message asking if I was looking and sent a dick pic. He was about 7 in. I sent one ass pic and asked if he was into bareback and he said yes and could be there in 5 minutes. While getting fucked by the first guy I got a message said he was in the parking lot. As the first guy was walking out I messaged and told him the room number and he said he was on the way up. I can hear him unbuckle and unzip his pants as he told me to slide down to the edge of the bed. He lubed up slid in and after a minute or two started to pound me pretty good and within five minutes he said I'm ready to cum and I told him to breed that fuckhole. He unleashed a pretty good load inside me as I could feel him pumping several times inside. He pulled out zipped up and left. Few minutes later I got a message from a 35 yr old athletic black guy I've hooked up with several times. he's about 8 inches nice dick. Said he was leaving work and could head right over. Before he said he loves my ass and that there's chemistry even though he's only fucked me anonymous ass up face down. I've only seen a dick pic of him. He comes in on dresses and begins to rim my ass. After a few minutes he positions behind me lubes up and slides in. He fucks me for a good 10 minutes and then pushes in and holds it as he breeds my ass. After he leaves he messages back that he hasn't cum in days. After he leaves I looked to see if I can find a 4th load before going to dinner. About 30 minutes later he messages again saying he's leaving the grocery store and wondered if I wanted a second load. I said sure. He came back and fucked my ass for about 5 minutes and then loaded my ass a second time. Four loads in 1.5 hrs. Afterwards I showered and headed to dinner.

Please ignore any random spelling errors or odd punctuation my iPad key bored is horrible haha. Everyone remembers the first time they stepp out and play with someone else.... I was a married 28 year old living in a new city. My husband had been relocated by his employer and his new job had him traveling three times a month to different parts of the country. Life was great for us. We had been married for six years, his job provided us with plenty of perks, and we were happily monogamous. Seattle was everything we had heard, amazing food, great views, and plenty of eye candy. The only downfall of his new job was he never had time to go out, so our friend pool was super shallow. Each time he went out of town I found myself stuck at home and bored out of my mind. I had yet to find a new job, so my days at home consisted of me watching Netflix, binging on porn, and eating whatever I wanted. We weren’t gym god gays at all. The husband was a typical midwestern guy with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a towering height of six foot 3. He weighed a little over 260 lbs, and was the definition of a bear. I on the other hand was a 5 foot 7 furry brown haired cub. Not really fat, but a nice mixture of husky, and the remains of muscles from my teenage years playing football in high school. Our sex life was the standard married sex life. We fucked twice a week and always in the same position. Even though my husband was a big bear, he was the biggest bottom ever. He rarely fucked me and when he did he was never able to cum in my ass like I craved. In the six years of our marriage, he was only able to breed me once and that took me riding him while he did nothing. Super exciting right? We had been in Seattle for a little over a month, and we hadn’t had sex since we moved. Jack was busy working almost everyday, and he didn’t get home until well after 7 pm. Each night I would greet him with a glass of wine and dinner in hopes he would be in the mood. Each night it was the same answer. “I’m so tired, lets have sex tomorrow morning.” Each morning passed and here I was sexless and frustrated. Each passing day allowed my mind to wander more and more. I was starting to notice more guys when ever I went out, and I caught myself going grocery shopping at stores in the gay district. II never planned to do anything outside of the house, but as we all know, our dicks will lead us to doing crazy things. Jack had just left for a two week trip to Boston, and I finally had it. A little flirting on an app wouldn’t be considered cheating right? We had downloaded scruff when we moved in hopes that it would gain us some friends to explore town with. Jack did not know however that I had also downloaded Growlr, and set up a profile with just some body shots. I had used this a few times to dirty chat with guys, trade pictures, and jack off when he wasn’t home. It’s was an absolute rush to chat with someone who didn’t know me and see what they would do to me. I always focused on guys that were from out of town in hopes that they would never see me in real life. I knew jack would kill me if we ran into a guy on the street that I had sexed with. Jack had been gone for five days, and my diick was constantly hard. No matter how many times I jacked off I was still horny as fuck. It was 8 pm on a a Friday night when I jumped in the shower. I knew I was going to have some fun with some of our toys and I wanted to be nice and clean. I had logged on to growler and woofed a few guys before showering. As a scrubbed down my body fur I heard the familiar noise of an incoming message. The noise caused my dick to rise instantly. By the end of my shower I was clean and ready to have night in with me, my poppers, and a 10 inch dildo named Stan. II dried off, grabbed my phone and went to lay down on my bed. Not only had I received a message, the guy had unlocked his pics, and sent me a few more. We exchanged the normal, hey....what’s up....horny? Conversation. He told me his name,that was in town on business, and asked if I ever played with married guys on the DL. When I read this I started to leak precum. I told him that I was also married and that my husband was out of town and that we were also monogamous. The conversation kept going normallly until he asked me if I got off on cheating. This wa something I had never really thought about, but as I laid there stroking my dick I realized that I was really getting into the idea of it. “It’s somthing I hadn’t really ever thought of. We have been monogamous our entire relationship” ”Same. Well he thinks we have been. I started playing around when I traveled a few months ago and the rush of a new dick is insane.” ”Oh really? Don’t you feel guilty?” ”I did at first. But then when I bred the second guy I played with that all went out the door!” When I read the word bred, I felt an orgasm building. But instead of shooting I stopped jacking off and took a deep breath. I thought to myself that maybe I should just delete the app and go to bed. I wasn’t about to go cheat on my man and take a strangers load. II slowly typed a message back with shaking fingers. “Oh wow. Don’t you worry about catching something? “ ”Nah...as a top its rare to get an STD that isn’t treatable with something, and I only fuck neg guys.” ”I guess that makes sense.” Our conversation continued, and we kept sending pics back and forth. Paul was totally my type. He was a ginger bear in his early 40s with a ton of body hair and a thick uncut cock. It was when he started to send pictures of him breeding a guy that I felt the start of an orgasm coming on. I stopped jacking off and we continued to chat. “So Chris, doo you think I could get a face picture?” ”Uh....I don’t really send those since my man doesn’t know I have this app.” ”Oh, cmon, I’m not from here, im a cheater myself and I wouldn’t show anyone. Be a good son and show daddy a face pic.” That was it. He had found my weak spot calling me son. Without realizing what I was doing, I held my phone above me and took a picture that showed my fave and my furry body. The moment I hit send I felt a twinge in my stomach. What was I doing? I took another deep breath and heard a message alert tone. ”Damn son...you are one cute fucking cub. I love the beard and those eyes just suck you in. Dont you wanna be a goood boy and come ride daddy’s cock? I mean, it says were only .2 miles from each other. So my airbnb must be pretty close.” Damn, the guy was super close and was now calling me son. I could feel my dick starting to take over my mind. Would meeting the guy really be that bad? I mean, maybe I could have him over for a glass of wine? ”Oh you’re a bad daddy! Trying to get me to cheat.” ”Son, I think you’ve already made the decision. You sent me a face in after all.” He was right. The fact I had sent him a face pic and called him daddy had told him that I wanted his dick inside of me. My ass twitch at the thought of taking his thick uncut cock raw. ”Son, wouldn’t it be hot to be bred in the bed you share with your man? Wouldn’t it be sexy to take your daddy’s load while you bite his pillow? Trust me, a night of me fucking you and you’ll never forget me...ever.” ”That does sound hot...I haven’t ever thought that cheating on my husband would ever be something I would do....” ”See son, your already becoming ok with the idea of taking my dick bareback and letting me give you what you’ve always wanted a needed.” ”Would you be ok with coming here and having some wine and just seeing what happens? I mean, if we just jack off next to each other that’s just as fun right?” “Sure son, I love a good wine, and I love looking at a cub jacking off. When can I come over? I froze before I wrote the next message. Was I really about to invite a guy over and possibly have sex with him? I slowly typed my next messsage and took a minute before I hit send. “you can com over now. I just showered and have a few bottles of red already out. Here’s my address.” ”Looks likewise only a five minute walk son. I’m on my way.” When he sent this my dick hardened to the point of it hurting. I had just invited over a guy that wanted to pump a load into me. I quickly ran downstairs and opened a bottle of wine and chugged down half of it. I knew I needed liquid courage too do what I was about to do. Before I knew it I heard a knock at the door. As I went to answer it I realized that I was naked, great I thought to myself. What a way to answer the door. Paul stood at the door wearing gym shorts and a sweatshirt. I could see he didn’t have a shirt on under it and I guessed he was camando as well. “Wow son, what a way to greet your daddy!” I went to cover my junk and I blushed. ”YEah...I was jacking off in bed when you messaged me. I can throw on some underwear if you like.” ”Up to you. Though I wouldn’t mind seeing you in a jock if you have one. “ He smacked my ass as he entered the door. “Wow. What a nice place you have!” I heard him call as I ran upstairs for a jock. ”Yeah, we just moved here a few months ago” I called back down as I grabbed a jock and slid it on. “The husband works for a big company and they offered to give us a package that included money to move into a place. “ By the time I finished saying this I was back downstairs. ”Oh woof son, that jock looks great on you! You might be one of the harriest cubs Ive ever seen!” I could see him looking me up and down. I could also also see his dick rising in his gym shorts. “Why thanks Paul...erm, daddy” This sentence sealed the deal. I knew that by the end of the night I was going to have a naked man in my house that wasn’t my husband. “Would you like a glass of wine?” I asked as I poured myself some. I could feel the wine I chugged earlier taking over my mind and lowering my inhabiitions. ”Yes please! I had a long day of travel and a glass or four sounds great!” He said this while walking into the kichen. He ended up behind me and slowly moved his arms around me. I could feel his dick rubbing my ass I knew that by the end of the night we would be doing more then just jacking off. He slowly rubbed he hands on my furry stomach and down to my bulging pouch. “Wow son, someone is excited to see daddy!” I could feel his hands all over me. With each pass I grew hornier and hornier. I threw back my glass of wine, and slowly ground my ass into his dick. “It also looks like you want daddy’s dick up that furry ass.” He said this in a growling low voice right behind my ear. I could feel every breath of his on my neck. He grabbed two bottles of wine from the counter and asked me to lead him to our bedroom. My mind was racing as we walked upstairs. I was leading a man to our bedroom, and I knew I was about to do something irreversible. The moment we got into the rooom he tossed back the remaining wine from one bottle and sat them both down on the nightstand. He them looked at me directly in the eyes and I just melted. He slowly walked to me, grabbed my face and started to kiss me. The moment his tongue entered my mouth he had me. Jack was not a fan of kissing and I loved it. I felt Paul wrap his thick arms around me as we fell onto the bed. “Is this the bed you share with your husband son?” He asked me as he laid on top of me. His weight felt perfect on me and I could feel wet spots on both of us. “ Is this the bed daddy’s gonna breed you in? Your husband isn’t here to tell you to stop. But don’t worry, daddy is a better top that he is and ill fuck you better then he ever has.” We continued to kiss and grind against each other. “Yes daddy, this is our bed.” I said in a muffled tone. His mouth continued to kiss me. I felt one of his hands move down to his shorts and in one motion he ripped them off. His cock came out and popped down on my stomach. II could feel the head of his dick ooozing precum. He scooped it up and slowly moved it towards my ass. “Might as well get you lubed up a little son. Natures lube is the best for daddy to breed his son with. “ I felt his fingers part my cheaks and rub his precum on my hairy hole. “Mmmmm. Son I can feel your hole twitch” as he said this he leaked more and more precum until my stomach was soaked. For ten minutes he worked more and more of it into my ass until he was able to successfully get three fingers up me. By this time my hole was open and sloppy with his juice. I groaned and said, “Daddy that feels so good. You’re precum inside of me makes me feel so slutty.” ”You are a slut son. You’re letting daddy work his pre into you on the bed you share with your man. You’re a cheater just like your dad. “ As he said this her worked one more finger up me and he began to massage my prostrate. With each rub I moaned and moaned. He could tell that I was a bottom in need of a real man. I felt him move and he passed me the bottle of poppers from the nightstand. “ Here son take a few hits. Daddy wants to see you piggy out when I start to rub my dick.” I took the poppers, opened them up and inhaled the fumes. between the wine and the poppers I was in heaven. Daddy looked at me and chuckled, “now there’s the little piggy cub I knew you were. Your eyes look soo fucked up. Ready for my cock son?” The poppers had hit me. “Yeah daddy, give me that raw dick. Fuck a load into me. Fuck me better then my husband could ever do!” I screamed these. Words out as Paul rubbed his cock on my hole. I could feel my ring release as he slowly slid in. He was so thick that I had to take one more hit. Thankfully he had worked my hole with his precum before his assault. Inch by inch he entered me. I was feeling feelings that I hadn’t felt in years. It felt like minutes had passed when he was balls deep in me. Here I was, a married man, with a bear inside me raw....and he wasn’t my husband Daddy slowly rocked back and forth. With each rock he looked at me, “Take a few more hits son. Let your inner dick pig come out. Show daddy how much you want his gift. Show daddy that you want him to change you forever!” I took three more hits and let them roll over me. As they hit I moaned out, “Daddy fuck me. Breed me. Give me your seed!” My mind was gone. I was no longer the good husband. I was a bottom pig begging for my dads cum. “That’s it boy. Keep taking those hit. Beg me for my gift, beg me for my cum” I could see sweat dripping down his face and onto me. He looked me in the eyes as he lowered himself. As he continued to breed me, he kissed my neck and then slowly moved up to my ear. Withe a gentle bit he asked me a question, “does my son know his daddy is a gifter?” I froze. I had read things about gifters and what that meant. “Take another hit son, let daddy give you the gift that you known you’ve wanted. Once you get my gift you’ll be able to have sex with anyone.” He kissed me again and grabbed the poppers. Instead of having me huff them he soaked his gym shorts with them and held them to my face. I could smell the poppers and his sweat, I could smell the man who was fucking me, and I could smell my ultimate demise. With each smell my ass lossened more, and daddy fucked me harder and harder. I could’ve stopped him, but I wanted his load. “That’s it son. Let daddy breed you and change you forever. I can feel your ass wanting it. “ We were both sweating and I was in a popper high. Minutes of fucking went by when I saw him close his eyes and tense up. I could also feel his dick harden and I knew what was about to happen. “Son! You’re getting it. Your getting it! What a good boy! Take my poz cum!” As I felt him cum in me I grabbed his ass and pulled him in as deep as he could he go. The deed was done and with a few more thrusts I shot my load all over us. our room smelled like sweat and cum and I didn’t care. Daddy pulled out of me and fell to the bed next to me. Laying on my husbands pillow I looked down at his dick and saw a mixture of cum, spots of blood, and ass juice. He saw me looking and said, “Looks like your gonna be just like daddy after all. I always knew you’d take after my side of the family,” With that he rolled over, grabbed me and we drifted off to sleep. 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My boyfriend is incredibly cute. I love his perky ass and his toned torso. He's got Mediterranean roots and has tanned skin all over. His brown curly hair perches about his 7” uncut cock like a bird's nest, if you know what I mean. He's got low-hanging balls and blue-green eyes. Even though he's nearly thirty now, he's still a twink who could pass for twenty. He's a looker and never has to work out to stay in shape. A few months ago, I started going to a gym. I wanted to tighten up my body a bit and thought I wouldn't mind checking out some muscled guys in the locker room and showers... My schedule was pretty regular, and I often worked out at the same time as a really sexy hunk of a guy. After a few weeks of nodding at each other across the treadmill or bending over the same bench to tie our shoes, Mitch introduced himself to me. He was gorgeous. About six foot tall, with massive arms and a wide flat furry chest. I had only seen him with his shirt off, but I suspected he was packing a nice set of equipment in his shorts... Buzzed blond hair and blue eyes. Delicious. He told me he was in his last year of art school. We chatted it up and he invited me to lunch one weekend. I thought he was asking me out, so I told him about my boyfriend. After all, I didn't want to lead this stud on! To my surprise, he grinned and said, “The more the merrier! I'll invite my boyfriend too!” The weekend rolled around and I headed to the bar with my boyfriend to hang out with Mitch and his boyfriend. Mitch's boyfriend, Carl, was a bit older, maybe thirty, like my boyfriend, and worked in a bank. He was well-dressed, and although much smaller than Mitch, was clearly in good shape too. His fitted business shirt practically clung to his slim chest and abs. We ordered a lunch special that came with unlimited mimosas. After the third round, the conversation turned inevitably to sex. I proudly held my boyfriend's hand across the table and told Mitch and Carl about how proud we were to have a monogamous relationship. Carl smiled and said that he wished he could have that with Mitch. I was confused. Mitch abruptly changed the subject to his art studies, photography and painting. He told us about a new series of photos showing nude couples in intimate moments. He had photographed lesbian couples embracing, straight couples having foreplay, and a few gay couples 69'ing or rimming. It sounded pretty hot to me and my boyfriend and we told Mitch that we'd love to see them. My boyfriend piped up that he wouldn't mind posing together if he'd have us! I could tell that Carl was a little unsure at the prospect, but I was happy to see my boyfriend comfortable enough in our relationship to volunteer to explore it in front of a camera. After another mimosa, we decided to head to Mitch's studio classroom after a work out the next day. The next morning, my boyfriend slept in a bit. We made plans to pick him up after a workout, and I headed to the gym. I was there promptly at 9AM when the doors opened, and saw Mitch a few minutes later. After a half hour on the treadmill, he offered to spot me on the barbell bench. I guess I was feeling cocky, or maybe I was distracted by Mitch's huge bulge in his shorts, but I took on too much weight and Mitch wasn't fast enough to keep the weight from slamming in to my face. If he hadn't caught it when he did, it really might have hurt me! As it was, after a few minutes, even with an ice pack, my right eye was black and blue and so puffy it was nearly closed. I felt awful, knowing that we were supposed to have a photoshoot right after the workout. Mitch got a second ice pack for me and helped me to the locker room where we changed to head out and pick up my boyfriend. In the car, Mitch told me that we could reschedule if I didn't want to pose with a black eye. I didn't want to postpone, so he proposed another idea; maybe Carl could pose with my boyfriend instead. I thought about it and decided that would be fine if it was ok with everyone involved. Mitch called Carl, who was surprisingly keen on the idea, and I called my boyfriend, who was excited, maybe even a bit too excited... Mitch also promised me some prescription painkillers that he had in his gym bag. About an hour later, I had taken a few too many painkillers and had a fresh icepack on my face. Mitch had the camera and lights set up. My boyfriend stripped off his clothes and waited in a robe for Carl to be ready. When Carl showed up, he gave Mitch a huge sloppy kiss and untied his robe, dropping it to the floor. Even with only one eye, I could see his massive tool hanging down, at least seven inches and he was totally soft. His pubes and balls were trimmed close and I noticed that he had a piercing between his balls and his hairy ass. My boyfriend was practically drooling and his cock was rock hard and poking straight out. I sat there doped up as Mitch posed them, with my boyfriend leaning over a chair and Carl behind him with his huge hardening cock laying against his ass. It was then, with Carl bent over away from me that I saw it. A four-inch wide biohazard tattoo above his asscrack. I realized that Carl was POZ! Mitch saw me staring at this POZ guy whose bare cock was hardening and starting to drip precum into my boyfriend's bare asshole. He comforted me and told me not to worry about anything and handed Carl a condom. Carl snickered a bit and unwrapped it, rolling it down onto his now-throbbing cock. My boyfriend knelt down and watched as he did so, not having seen the tattoo or realizing why Carl was bagging up. My boyfriend smiled at me and said, “Since he's safe, maybe we could get a few photos with him teasing my ass with his cock!” Mitch nodded and grunted approval. I figured that it couldn't hurt. Even though Carl was POZ, he was wearing a condom, and it was only for a photos, so I figured Carl wouldn't fuck him for real or anything. Mitch checked on me to make sure I was ok with everything, and he noted that I was getting hard. He told me that I could jerk off if I wanted, that my horniness would only make the pictures hotter. I was feeling groggy from one too many pain pills, and let him unbutton my fly and fish out my cock. Mitch knelt in front of me and shoved my pants down to my knees. As he stood up, he whispered to me that he didn't have a sexual relationship with Carl since he got POZZED, but they often got together with other “mixed” couples to fool around. I started to wonder if Mitch had planned this all along. Mitch got back to his camera, zooming in on Carl sitting down and aiming his hard cock straight up. My boyfriend straddled him, facing us, and the camera, and lowered himself down so that his ass was perched right above Carl's wrapped POZ cock. Mitch was springing sizable wood in his shorts and shucked them off. His cock was springing around right at my eye level as I watched his POZ boyfriend's cock teasing my boyfriend's hole. “How about just the tip,” my boyfriend asked as he forced Carl's rubbered-up mushroom head into his asscheeks. Mitch and I nodded in approval. I realized that my boyfriend had no idea that the dick about to invade his hole was carrying toxic seed, even if it was bagged up. Mitch started to wank as my boyfriend sank lower and lower. First two inches, then four, then six. When he was balls deep, my boyfriend raised himself up. He was relatively composed for having just mounted a thick rubbered-up tool with no lube except for his own ass juices. “Got any lube?,” he asked as he raised up off of Carl's sheathed cock. Mitch said that he didn't, as he had planned on a few intimate poses, not actual ass-fucking. My boyfriend shrugged and pulled Carl's condom off. Before I could react, he had sunk all the way back down onto Carl's bare POZ cock. In one move, we had gone from monogamous to him taking bare cock, POZ bare cock. Mitch told him to hold that pose and react like he was getting fucked bareback. My boyfriend threw back his head and started moaning. Mitch directed him to pull halfway off of Carl's dick so it would look like a fucking action shot. My boyfriend gladly obliged and slid upwards about four inches. Carl wrapped his hands around my boyfriend's hips, helping to hold him still as his knees started quivering. Carl nuzzled his neck and started kissing his shoulder. They held the pose for a few moments, “YES!,” Mitch shouted. “This is what I'm after! Now, Carl, keep kissing him, and lower him down so it looks like you're about to cum in his hole!” Carl raised his hips as my boyfriend lowered himself down, now full to the hilt with bare POZ cock. Carl wrapped his hand around my boyfriend's hard cock as he swiveled his hips a bit. They weren't “fucking” exactly, but I could tell that his cock was moving around in my boyfriend's hole. I was dry-mouthed and the room was full of the sound of camera clicks and deep breathing. Mitch was fisting his hard-on with his left hand while firing the camera with his right. “Got what I need, boys! I think we're done with the shoot.” My boyfriend looked right at me as if to say, “Really? This was just getting good!” And he started to pull off. Carl tightened his grip on my boyfriend's waist and held him still. “Mitch might be finished, but I'm not! He won't let me fuck him anymore. Won't you help me out? Your bare tight ass has gotten me so close...” My boyfriend pulled off of Carl's dick and I was relieved to know that he wouldn't be headed home with an asshole dripping POZ cum. Imagine my surprise when he swiveled around so he was facing Carl and sat right down on his cock again. “Lighten up,” my boyfriend said. “You want to fool around with Mitch, don't you? Well, now is your chance!” I knew he had a point, but I also knew that Carl was POZ and he didn't! I was dumbfounded, partially by the painkillers, and partially by the live sex show happening a few feet away from me. Mitch wrapped his hand around my throbbing cock, smearing my precum all over and then fingered some into his ass. He lowered himself onto my dick, facing away from me, watching the scene too. His muscular jock ass felt so good as it wrapped around my cock. Mitch was groaning and talking really dirty, “You gonna breed my ass? Gonna give me your load, you sick fucker? You filthy pig. Gonna seed me good???” That really got me going, and with the hot scene playing out in front of us, he must have fucked himself on my cock for no more than two or three minutes before I fired off into his ass. “Yeah. Give me that load! Breed me good! Fuck yeah!!!!!” Carl looked right at me. “My turn now. You seed my man, I seed your's!” He maintained eye contact with me as he thrust over and over into my boyfriend's bare ass, shooting his toxic cum deep into my boyfriend's bare unprotected ass. Without moving Mitch's ass one bit, I felt my cock spasm as I shot another load deep into Mitch's guts. Mitch and my boyfriend pulled off of our cocks and started kissing. Carl kissed me and wiped his cummy cock off with his hand. He spun me around and wiped some of his POZ seed onto and into my hole. Mitch got to his knees and licked his lover's load out of my ass and then moved onto my boyfriend's ass, licking out as much as possible. When he had a good mouthful of POZ seed, he positioned me on elbows next to my boyfriend. He went from hole to hole working that seed into both of our asses. I wondered what the chances of both of us getting POZZED from Carl's seed being forced into our asses. What Mitch didn't tell me until later when we were getting dressed was that he set the camera on auto mode and had kept it focused on the whole scene when he stopped shooting. It took a photo every five seconds until my boyfriend and I both had asses dripping full of POZ cum. A few weeks later, I ran into Mitch at the gym. He had a disc of all of the photos and asked how me and my boyfriend were doing. Truth be told, my boyfriend had been hornier than ever and then suddenly came down with a really nasty cold. It didn't dawn on me until that very moment that my boyfriend's cold might be the fuck flu. If so, we had one helluva sexy time POZZING him and I was sort of glad it was all captured on film. My boyfriend and I got tested and were frankly shocked when the results came back neg. Turns out he just had the flu. I phoned Mitch to tell him and he told me not to worry... Ending A: Mitch went on to say that he was starting a new series inspired by our shoot. NEG guys knowingly or un-knowingly taking raw POZ cum. He said he'd love to have us as models before and after our conversions if we were game. He also said that he was taking Carl's POZ loads regularly now and photographing every time they fucked so that he would be sure to capture it on film when he finally did convert. Ending B: Mitch went on to confess that the whole thing was part of his art project. Carl was in fact still NEG, even if he was a bit of a chaser. The biohaz tattoo was only temporary and Mitch was fascinated by how many couples were willing to fool around with him. He had fucked girls, guys, and trans holes and never pulled out. No one had asked him to. He knew that one day Carl really would be POZ and that tattoo would be real, and he would be photographing every time they fucked so that he would be sure to capture it on film when he finally did convert. __________ Nothing would please me more than to see some of you guys take this story and run with it. I leave it in someone else's hand to see what happens to this storyline...

Vent Piece, buuuuut, I'm bored and want to ignore my responsibilities. So, made a poll and shit. For the past 6 years, I have been interested in older men. And, to be honest..... I'm kinda losing interest in both having sex, being intimate and even being romantic with guys in general (more particularly older men). Here's my dilemma, and this goes into the poll: Do Older Men really want younger guys? It seems to be a dumb question. After all, we always see "Daddy Pounds Boi" on Pornhub and such, and twinks a plenty riding Daddies and such. But, do Older Men really want younger guys? By "Older" I mean men who are in their 40's and up. And, here's where my questioning comes into play: There are 3 main problems I tend to see with older guys who claim to want younger guys, but end up not doing anything to keep the ball rolling. SCENARIO 1: FALSE SEXUAL DESIRE This may sound weird, but the amount of Older Men/Daddies who kind of exaggerate their need for sex is really amazing. Top Daddies will say they wanna fuck for hours, and go multiple times... But, all that happens is they just stay still, do nothing, throw in the dick, pump, then just pretend the sex never happened. They don't want head again, they don't wanna go another round - hell, not even want to tease their cocks. They just wanna pull the card of "I'm all business" without saying anything. They promised intrigue and adventure, but all that's happened was basic handshake and awkward silence. Nothing.... Fun. Or, hell - Older Bottoms. In this scenario, they beg for cock. Desiring the means of multiple sessions, desiring hard fucking, and so on so forth. But, take down your pants, and they can't even have the will power to suck the head longer than 1 second. What was promised as a means to be pounded and to have passionate kissing, sweat and pleasure for both, is just mindless groans of "I can't do this - it's too big, or I'm not in the mood." (6 inches is apparently too big to jerk off.... Yeah, not joking) A real life example of this is recently. Now, I'm a 24 year old Vers Top who basically went on a trip just to fuck an older bottom (yes, I went on a trip... For that ass.... Though, he did pay for the ride, but it was his idea). Went there to pound him, give him kisses, attention, rim jobs and so on so forth - but NOPE. He just was radio silent, and didn't want me to have my cock anywhere near him. Now, mind you he was busy with work, and I get that. But, no passion even in the pecks we gave each other, no glances at my naked body, or anything. We knew each other for a while now, and talked on the phone everyday, with him wanting to get fucked by multiple younger guys. But, here comes a 6ft. lean pretty boy with a cock ready to fuck him raw, and recently tested all clear - and here he is not wanting to talk to me, but messaging other guys - guys his own age/slightly younger. This scenario usually comes as the older guy wanting the idea of sex, but not wanting the reality of it, nor desiring it. And this happens the most. SCENARIO 2: DEPENDENCE ON EMOTIONAL VALIDITY It is true that older men are judged by ageist means in the gay community. However, the amount of older men wanting me to be their source of sexual validity, and means of a therapist is rather off putting to say the least. When an older man sends 89 paragraphs of why they're into me, and it's mostly because they feel like they have nothing to live for, and that if they don't have a partner then they're failures, and that it's society's fault for their tooth suddenly missing - it, just..... No. The gay community is judgy, yes - but, that doesn't justify someone trying to pressure me into a relationship. Not only is pressuring bad (yes, I have to say this) , but their mind is not on my well-being or such, but rather on their means of "oh, I'm not lonely anymore, and now that I have a younger guy in my life, I can put all my emotional issues and problems on him to fix it, rather than change as a person, because look - have a relationship now." This of course (if I even entertain this notion), they don't engage in conversations, nor really want to even have sex. Just just kinda waddle in their own emotionally driven and vaguely worded filth for hours, until they just stop talking to you ever again. And, surprise surprise - they then go back to looking at older men as opposed to younger guys. When I leave, though, they'll beg for cock/ass or whatever, but, when I'm there - radio silence. An example of this was one guy demanded I showed up at his place to fuck his hole. So, being horny as hell and a bit tired of studying - off I went. And as soon as I showed up, cock ready at hand, he just kinda off-handily told me to put it away and started talking about why he feels unlucky about life, and why no one attractive wants to have sex with him...... Nice. By then asking me to marry him (sure, that's a good segment) he then went to his kitchen/living room to jerk off to Daddy solo's and didn't even notice me leave. Nice. SCENARIO 3: YOU FIX YOURSELF TO MEET MY STANDARDS The rule in any relationship is to understand and help your partner - not blind yourself with their excuses, and fix them. As someone who has dated older men, who claim to be blunt - not caring about feelings - all about the facts....... They're just kinda..... Passive aggressive and shit. Now, look, I'll admit, I hate conflict - I'll avoid it by any costs. But, I will address the issue in the room. Politely, probably too nicely - but, it's addressed clearly and properly. The men I dated (51 (18 at the time), 39 (18), 26(19), 49 (19), 54 (20), and 49 (23)) just kind of did the same thing - which was act like everything was fine and dandy, but then out of nowhere started to yell and accuse me of things I never did. And these issues, well... I guess if I did enough mental gymnastics, I can see where they're coming from. But, it all amounts to them saying the same shit: "You're too horny, you're too naive, and you're too stupid/unable to take anything seriously."..... Um, honey... I'm 19 or so lol Not saying that any behavior that is toxic is justifiable by age (GOD, NO, I AM NOT SAYING THAT, CUZ' PREACH), but I'm young with hormones (supposedly), I don't know how to properly handle every sense of taxing, car work or means of credit values (I'm in college and too busy with tests about philosophy and math to ever even learn how to change my own oil) and I'm happy to be around someone I like, so, of course I'm gonna be happy - which could come off as not being "serious." Though, I'll let that one slid under the radar. But, every one of those complaints usually are solved by, ohhh, I don't know - dating someone who has some experience or two? it just baffles me. I'm willing to understands emotions, have very well constructed conversations, and clearly I wanna fuck like crazy, but..... It just seems that older men don't really want younger guys... Well, unless their rich, knows how to fix their own car, never make jokes, keep quiet, and be able to mentally read their mind. Also, being a 5 star therapist with an Oprah Sticker of Approval - That's a keeper, hun. So, yes, I know NOT ALL OLDER MEN ARE LIKE THIS.... But.... Gorge', I'm gonna level with you. I'm thinking of just throwing in the towel and being completely straight, or just ace. Ace is more financially stable. Who needs to be a Sugar Son for a House Daddy, when you can just be a rich twink with a 5 star fleshlight? It's Aba-dick-ian Fitch (mwah). But, it's just kinda getting me back into my reclusive tendencies. Tendencies where I just kind of think no one really wants dick, that it's all a lie, and that there's no point in going after guys in the first place. Every compliment is a lie, every wink is tease and every gesture is a joke.... And well, my hopes are just the punchline...... Oh fuck that hurt typing that shit out. Damn...... Might actually be an artist or something, fuck, fam'. LITerature (BAM). But, the thing is, I just kinda feel like older men are just kinda wanting younger guys as a means of a trophy, more so than genuinely want them. With me, I realise that there's possibly going to be a political, emotional, and mental disconnect. And, it's not because they're older than me, but because they're an individual. But, despite all that, I get familiar with older shows, music and such, and still make good jokes in person. I try to expand my horizons and means to understand them, and accept them for who they are... And well, they just seem not to want to do the same. Just be stuck on a loop. But what do you guys think? You think older men want younger guys? Do you think it's possible? No? Or think I should have a brick to the head because I'm culturally appropriating drag queen culture? Leave your thoughts down below as I finish drinking this drink that definitely not piss..... It is most certainly not piss.... I hope the fuck it's not piss..... Well, fuck.

Arse sore after a number of good poundings. Went to my usual sauna and was initially disappointed with numbers and activity. This was highlighted by the first person to actually mount me proceeded to put on a condom before pounding me mercilessly. Another guy was too impatient to be fucked and wanted me to enter me before I was fully erect. However, the sheathed guy pulled out and was immediately replaced by another guy with a large and thick cock, who continued my heavy assault of my arse but his cock was bare. I then had one of the many interruptions the sauna now irritatingly does when workers come round to clean the darkroom, thus stopping any enjoyable activity in mid flow! However, I have now found refuge in the glory hole area, where I managed to get into the far cubicle, where I was joined by a well-built guy, who after I'd sucked to a massive full erection turned me round and gave me another bare onslaught of my arse. I returned to the darkroom to attempt to fuck the guy from before now my cock was erect, but this time he mounted me and then proceeded not to move I don't get what he wanted, yes my dick was in him bare, but I wasn't going to come without some participation on hios part! Finally I received a double violation of my already sore behind. First the thick-cocked guy finished what he'd started earlier and then the guy who'd previously fucked me with a condom, applied copious lube to my anus and this time fucked me bare, coiming to a much appreciated climax.

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 14 Fuck! I was confused! The cuntpup in me savored the feel of puppy holding me... but it was so new. Sure, he had held me in his arms like this before... but... I consciously felt my 12-inch tail against his hard abs... the plug pushing deeper into my cunt. Pulsing, my cunt grasped the large plug tighter until it began to move, sliding against his hard sweat soaked six pack. Taking a hard bite on the nape of my neck, puppy growled. “Fuck cuntpup... I like it!” I began to whimper as his paws moved my head down to his crotch, positioning me in front of him. “Arff! Arff!” I barked... my tail now wagging wildly... not wanting to leave this mindset. “Good cuntpup!” puppy laughed as I began sniffing his sweat soaked jock. I growled... his cock hardening in my mouth as I chewed on the red mesh fabric. He pushed up... signaling me to take his uncut cock to the hilt. I wanted to tell him that I wanted my alpha’s cock to feed me his piss... but all that came out was a whimper. Pushing my head back, he released his hard cock. I continued whimpering... seeing his pulsating thick shaft... his cockhead escaping the confines of his foreskin. “Feed cuntpup,” puppy tenderly ordered. “Feed on your alpha’s piss.” With a loud moan, I took his cock into my mouth until my lips met his smooth crotch. “Fucking piss pup!” puppy groaned as he let loose a torrent of golden piss down my throat. Fuck! I was where I wanted to be... the stream of warm chem piss continued down my throat and I worked my throat muscles to milk it all from my alpha’s cock. “Hold that last part cuntpup,” puppy smiled, pulling out of my throat and filling my mouth. “Good boy,” he said, moving to kiss me. It was a deep piss filled kiss... the piss moving back and forth between our mouths as our tongues clashed until puppy sucked it all into his mouth. Seeing him holding in his mouth... I began lapping at his face... like a starving piss pup... feeding on the piss and spit that had escaped our mouths and covered our skin. Suddenly, puppy pushed me down with his paws and jumped on top of me. Opening my mouth, he released the piss. A load moan escaped my throat as the hot chem piss flowed from his mouth into mine spilling over my face. “Fucking cuntpup...” puppy smiled and moved into me. With our lips locked, puppy slowly moved his paws down my shaved chest, over my harness... taking hold of my hard pecs, he moved down to my yellow jock and gently massaged my engorged cock and balls sliding it down. Releasing his kiss, puppy glaced down at my sac, “Fucking beautiful,” he sighed and took hold of it. Looking deep into my eyes, “Fucking cuntpup... ” he kissed me. I whimpered... I was so happy. Out of the blue, we heard the dungeon door open... we stopped, hearing the sounds of conversation... Daddy had returned and he wasn’t alone. “Fucking pups! Can’t leave them alone for a minute.” Daddy laughed. “Pups... come!” he ordered and we instantly dropped on the floor and crawled over to them. “Hey puppy,” Daddy’s friend smiled as he moved to puppy and began exploring my alpha’s body with his hands. “Good boy!” he continued as puppy began to playfully nip at his hand. I instinctively cowered at this stranger. I was in awe of this 6’4” silver-haired tatted up muscle god in front of me. He wore his hair in a military buzz. He stood there shirtless, booted in tight leather chaps surrounding his muscular legs. The tats were incredible... seemingly flowing up and down his arms onto his back and torso. My mouth began to salivate... His thick pierced cock... nestled against a pair of swollen cum-filled balls surrounded by a massive metal cock ring... dangled between his legs. Thick tit rings shone against his silver dusted rock-hard torso. He smiled... “Eric, this is cuntboy... ” Daddy corrected himself chuckling... “Seems like that may change... he’s cuntpup for now.” Hearing this... Eric smiled and held out his hand to me. "Damn, cuntpup, I'm gonna have fun with you, tonight," he grinned. I crawled over to him, sniffed the back of his hand and began sucking on his fingers. I gasped as I watched Eric’s cock rise and expand... my cunt lips began to throb... wanting to feel that thick metal ring invading my cunt. “Good boy,” Daddy nodded approvingly motioning me to the fuck bench. Releasing Eric’s fingers, I jumped on the bench... positioning myself on all fours, I offered my cunt. Grunting, Eric began to examine me with his strong hands... running them over my shaved body. “Fucking beautiful skin... no blemishes.” he commented as he continued. “A couple of days of fasting will give him a sleek look. You ever consider showing him?” I didn’t understand and looked at Daddy. Smiling, Daddy chuckled as puppy jealously growled. “I’ve thought about it... but wasn’t sure if he’d pup.” Pulling the pouch of my jock to the side Eric nodded, he took hold of my ball sac and grabbed hold of the guiche rings. “Nice... how often do you infuse?” he asked, feeling the heft of my sac. I spread my legs allowing my sac to hang loosely between my thighs. Grabbing a glass pipe and filling it with shards of Tina, Daddy laughed, “Every couple of days to keep it noticeable... unless I decide he’s not going anywhere.” Daddy placed the pipe against Eric’s lips and lit the torch, feeding him a series of hits. “MMMMM, I’d like to see that.” Eric sighed, as the billowing clouds escaped his mouth. Feeling the effects of the chems, he approached my face and stood, spreading his legs. I stared at Eric’s thick cock... the shining silver ring jutting out of his piss slit bobbed up and down to the beat of his heart. It began to thicken... With my eyes locked on the cock, Daddy gently guided my salivating mouth towards the object of my desire. “Fucking whore,” puppy snarled. Acknowledging my Daddy, I licked my lips and opened my mouth. Closing my eyes, I slid my lips over the head... feeling the warm metal ring hit my tongue and I played with the ring, pulling and pushing it with my tongue. I continued devouring the massive cock down to the root. I swallowed, allowing my throat to expand as the cock arched at the back of my throat and settled in deep. Feeling Daddy’s hand against my neck, I stroked the underside of the shaft with my tongue... covering it with spit... I felt his pre-cum dripping down my throat. Feeling me worshipping his cock, Eric began to slowly face fuck me and I opened my eyes to the long, thick shaft moving in and out of my mouth. I struggled to feed. I whimpered... I wanted it, needed it... “Fuck yeah, fucking hot mouth on this one. Maybe even better than puppy’s” he laughed as puppy growled. He grabbed my head and continued thrusting... “Take it cunt... fuck yeah!” I struggled... I wasn’t used to the ring hitting the back of my throat. After a series of hard thrusts, I felt his cock convulse as he released a torrent of cum the slit of his pierced cock exploded in the back of my mouth and streamed down my throat. I swallowed his cum and moaned happily as it filled my stomach and closed my lips around his fat cock as he pulled out. I wanted every drop of this man’s cum in me. Daddy handed Eric the pipe and he took another hit. Leaning into me, he blew a thick cloud into my mouth and I inhaled. Going in for a kiss, I moaned and we began devouring each other as the thick cloud escaped from my nose. I moaned... feeling his tongue explore my mouth with hard pointed thrusts. Retreating, Eric bit my lips and I went wild with the combination of the cloud and the masculinity of this god. I began barking loudly until he slipped his cock back down my throat and I settled down... I knew what was coming... My throat muscles contracted, surrounding his thick shaft as I felt the warm acrid piss flow from his cock into my belly. The flow continued... I started to hesitate... I didn’t know if I could take it all! Laughing, Eric grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock to the root and held my nose. “Fucking cunt! You’re not getting off of it until you take every last drop!” For a minute, I thought I was going to drown in this muscle god’s piss until I felt puppy’s paws on my shoulders. “Drink cuntpup. It’s what you need.” he said tenderly as I felt my stomach extending from the massive flow. Feeling the last drops of piss exit his cock, Eric released my nose allowing me to breathe, and pulled out as my lips lapped the last drops of piss. Satisfied, Eric took hold of the pipe and took another hit. At the same time, puppy left my side and crawled to him and sat up on his haunches. “Please,” puppy begged... the hunger took over. “Fucking crystal pup,” Eric smirked, placing the pipe against puppy’s lips, feeding him a long series of hits. Grabbing puppy’s collar, Eric led him Daddy’s chair and he sat down... positioning puppy between his legs. Grabbing his cock, Eric teased puppy, motioning my alpha to service. “Good puppy, let’s relax a bit... get my cock ready for cuntpup.” Moaning, puppy began servicing the cock that was going into my cunt. “Fucking spun out cuntpup,” Daddy snarled as he took hold of my head. “I promised Eric your cunt, you want it?” he whispered in my ear. “GRRRRR!” I enthusiastically responded. “Thought so,” he chuckled and threw me over his shoulder and tossed me on the bed. Grabbing the pipe, he lit it and took a hit... he stood before me with a questioning look. I moaned... Taking the pipe from Daddy, I took a couple of hits eagerly inhaling the white clouds. Handing the pipe back to Daddy, he climbed onto the bed and took another hit as I slid between his legs and began nursing on his right tit. “Fucking cunt!” he laughed. I increased the pressure on his tit with my teeth. “AWWW FUUUCK!” Daddy roared, grabbing my head and pulling me into his massive pec until I couldn’t breathe. I was suffocating... I panicked and began to push away from my Daddy. Seeing my reaction, he released me. Dazed from the lack of oxygen and the crystal, I sat up and sucked at the pipe he was lighting for me. I inhaled... basking in the rush of the chems now flowing in my veins, I felt his hand work its way down my back until I felt my plug roughly pulled out of my cunt... I yelped and immediately felt my exposed cunt lips throb with a hunger to be fed. It needed to be fed... Feeling the intense quivering of my cunt, I felt two of Daddy’s fingers invade my cunt. I moaned as he reached to the side table and grabbed the chem laced lube. Slathering the lube over his fingers, he returned to my cunt and I felt his fingers slide past my cunt lips and extend... manipulating the walls of my cunt. “You like Daddy inside you?” he snarled. I growled... begging for him to continue. My cunt was on fire and pleading for his hand. He continued fucking me with his fingers. Taking a deep breath, I nodded... I needed his fist in me. My cunt opened up, inviting him to enter me. I gasped as his entire hand entered my cunt and pushed it towards his hand, indicating the desire for his arm. My cunt was insatiable... Slowly the onslaught continued, pausing to let my cunt accept the depth of his arm. “Yes!” I moaned, the first words out of my mouth since I felt the pup in me emerge. “Fuck me! Fuck my cunt... fuck my hungry cunt with your arm!” Pulling out quickly to his wrist, Daddy quickly plunged his arm back in... repeating this action, he began fucking me with his arm, inching his way deeper into my body. Deeper he continued with every thrust... “You want Daddy to give you more... can you take more? Fucking cunt...” He continued. “PLEASE!” was all I could manage to say as the rapid strokes of his arm rubbed against my prostate sending me over the edge. “FUUUCK! CUUUUUNTBOY!” I yelled as began shuddering and moaning from the anal orgasm his fisting had produced. Grabbing my engorged jock pouch and slapping it with a dismissive grunt, Daddy laughed, “Fucking nothing but a cunt on you.” It was true... I wasn’t meant to be cuntpup... I was cuntboy. Pausing, he made tiny movements in my cunt. I continued moaning... feeling those fingers moving within my cunt until I felt him pull out and his fingers began caressing my bloated cunt lips allowing me to relax. "Give me a hit," he instructed, "and then take another hit for yourself." I passed him the pipe and heard him inhale for a few seconds. Staring deeply into my eyes, he passed the pipe back to me and I did the same. Holding in the clouds, he moved to my cunt... his lips barely touching my cunt lips. I moaned... feeling the tip of his tongue slide against my cunt lips and he released the warm clouds into my cunt. “Fuck!!!!” I yelled feeling the heat of his chemmed breath hit me. Inserting his tongue... I began squirming as it went into my wet moist cunt. Exploring my cunt with his tongue, Daddy moaned as he fed on my cunt juices. He would occasionally pull out... teasing my bloated cunt lips with the tip of his tongue. By this point, I was so open... my cunt dripped... offering its essence to my Daddy. Eventually, Daddy rose and smiled. “Fucking gape,” he groaned as I pulled my cunt lips apart feeling the slick folds of my rosebud slide out. “That feel good, cuntboy?” he asked gently massaging the dark pink rosebud. “Fuck yeah, Daddy.” I smiled, “Daddy’s cuntboy... Thank you, Daddy.” Sitting back, I saw my reflection in the mirror. I groaned as I spread my thighs... from the mirror I could see my cunt lips protruding more than ever before... Daddy smiled and I caught his gaze in the reflection. “So, it’s cuntboy?” Daddy asked. “Yes, Daddy.” I answered enthusiastically, fingering my sloppy cunt. He nodded. “So... cuntboy...” Eric grunted, holding puppy’s mouth inches from his hard cock. Pushing puppy aside, he rose from the leather chair and walked towards the bed smiling... his hard silver tipped cock leading him to my hungry cunt. “Fuck me...” I begged, feeling his strong arms pick me up off the bed. “Fucking cuntpig...” he growled. Walking me to the sling, he laid me gently onto the sling and secured my ankles to the chains, exposing my wrecked cunt, and fastened my wrists. Seeing Eric taking control of me, Daddy motioned puppy to the bed and lifted his arm. “Get the fuck over here puppy.” Jumping on the bed, puppy moved to the offered pit, inhaling. Lapping at the drops of sweat dripping from the hairy pit, puppy’s hunger intensified... swallowing all he could find. Handing the pipe to puppy, Daddy lit the torch. “Take some hits, puppy... like the greedy methpup you are.” Happily, puppy sucked on the pipe. Leaning into Daddy’s cock, he began blowing thick clouds of white smoke on the thick shaft before taking it down to the root. Totally consumed with Daddy and puppy, I gasped in shock, not expecting Eric’s sudden brutal attack on my cunt with his cock. “Take it, cuntboy! Take my fucking cock up your sloppy cunt!” he grunted. With the pain converted to pleasure, I pleaded for him to fuck me harder. He responded, raising his assault to a higher level. As the fucking grew more aggressive, the sounds of the clanking chains filled the room as a stream of degrading obscenities escaped his mouth. The sweat began pouring off of him... covering his taught muscles. I was in heat... I desperately wanted this man’s cum in me and I began bucking... forcing my cunt to take every thick inch of Eric’s cock in me. “That feel good cuntboy? Fucking fat cock feeding that sloppy cunt...” Eric growled. “Fuck yes!” I yelled, feeling the thick metal cockring hit my cunt lips as his balls slapped against my ass cheeks. “I’m gonna fucking fill you, cuntboy!” he yelled, “You want that? You want my fucking cum in you?” “YES!” FUCKING FILL ME!” I cried out, feeling his cock expand even more. Going over the edge, he snarled, “You fucking cunt!” and cried out as balls spewed a torrent white hot ropes of cum up my cunt. "Fuck yes!!" I screamed, his cum filling my cunt, saturating it. “So, what do you think of my cuntboy, Eric?” Daddy playfully asked as puppy continued to devour every inch of his swollen cock. “Fuck yeah! How much for this cunt?” Eric grunted, as my cunt continued milking his cock. “Not for sale,” Daddy replied holding the pipe up. “But for this shit... you can use him anytime.” Placing one of his hands on the back of puppy’s head while he sucked, Daddy took a hit of the pipe and blew the white clouds down onto puppy. It suddenly hit me... I was being whored out... Removing his cock from my cunt, Eric nodded and walked around, positioning his dripping cock in front of my face. Slapping his cock against my face, he laughed, “Still hungry cuntpig?” I moaned, opening my mouth. “Yeah, you want to taste my cum... want that don’t cha? Daddy’s fucking cunt whore...” I was in heaven. “Uh huh...” I babbled in a chemmed haze and took it in. “That’s it... clean it off cuntboy... you taste your cunt juices covering my cock?” Eric continued. “Uh huh,“ I mumbled, tasting the saltiness of his cum mixed with my chemmed up cunt juices. With his cock now clean, he pulled out and kissed me. “Thank you,” I smiled, licking my lips. I had reason to thank him several more times that night. After all, I had to pay for the chems... I was Daddy’s chemwhore.

This is an interesting topic. I’ve seen some interesting comments, some of which really resonate. My attraction hasn’t really changed although my standards have somewhat slipped with age LOL. Just like when I was 17 I am attracted sexually to 18 - 25 or so smooth twink tops with decent dicks. It hasn’t changed tjroughout the years and now I am almost 64. What has changed is that I spent a lot of time in therapy and I know myself better. I still love getting fucked but I’m not horny 24/7 and don’t need it all the time. That means that unless it is someone that really turns me on I won’t go out of my way for sex. The other thing that has changed is that I have grown to like myself I want more than sex, I want intimacy I have met some wonderful young men when they were just legal. Some I have played with, some I ended up not playing with. Maybe I care too much, but unless it is a completely anonymous encounter I don’t want to do something that isn’t in their best interest I find young guys are often using sex in their search for something other than sex If they are looking oking for a friend, a mentor, someone to validate them, I don’t want to have sex with them, I would rather try to give them what they are really looking for The other piece of the puzzle is that while my mind says I want to get gang fucked by hung young guys 24/7, the reality is I like sex, but at this stage I like one on one intimacy even more Like the origimator of the thread I find it somewhat frustrating that the age of the guys I generally find attractive to me mostly don’t have their heads in the space I am in I find they are looking for sex and not connection I have met some wonderful young guys over the years and I won’t give it up there are some who want sex with intimacy

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Was cruising the various hookup sites and got a message on A4A from a blank profile, it just read ‘cum get this load bitch’ and had a picture of a thick black cock. My hole instantly started twitching, so I replied asking for a location. The guy gave me the address, which was actually only about a three minute drive, and told me he only had a little while before his wife got home. I was already prepped from earlier (a top that cancelled on me), so I jumped in the car and headed out in my jockstrap and a pair of gym shorts and my favorite hoodie. Got to the address and the place looked pretty rough, but I’d certainly been fucked in sleazier places, so I messaged him I was there. He gave me his apt number and said the door was open. I walked inside, down the stairs to his door, and sure enough it was cracked open. I walked inside and he was waiting just inside the door stroking his cock, and gave me the bro nod before shutting the door behind me and pushing me to my knees. He was a lot shorter than me, maybe only 5’8” or so, but the dick was thick and close to 8 inches, and he immediately grabbed my head and backed me up against the door, sliding his dick into my mouth and right down my throat. I gagged and reflexively tried to pull back, but with the door against my back I had no where to go and he started deep dicking my throat and forcing me to gag and choke on it. It was brief, only a couple dozen strokes before he pulled out and yanked me up and bent me over the nearby couch. He spit a couple times on his cock, pulled my shorts down and then pulled my ass apart, digging his thumbs into my hole and pulling it open so he could spit right inside it a couple times. Then he stood up, lined his cock head up with my hole and pushed in with one hard stroke. He started pounding right away, deep and rough and barely enough spit to ease the way. After a couple minutes of him rearranging my insides and me begging like a bitch in heat, he pulled out and told me to lay on the floor on my back and spread my legs. As soon as I was holding my legs open he once again pried my hole open with his thumbs and spit inside, then plunged his cock back in and started jackhammering me on the floor. his cock had a slight curve, and was hitting that place inside me that had me squealing, which apparently was too loud, since he shoved three fingers in my mouth and told me to shut the fuck up. I think he just liked the sound of me gagging though, because he started throat fucking me with his fingers and making me gag and choke, which had the added bonus of making my hole clench down on him. the dude turned into a machine, steadily slamming into my hole and methodically shoving his fingers down my throat for a good 10 minutes before he tensed up and buried his cock to the hilt. I could feel it flexing inside me, dumping what must have been a massive load. He pulled out, tossed my shorts at me, and told me I had to get out, since his wife would be home soon. I got in my car and headed home, and when I went to message him thank you, he had deleted his profile. Hopefully he’ll be back again!

Adult bookstore booth. Black man, noticed I was looking at cracked-open doors. He pulled his door open and pushed his hard dick at me. I started jerking him and he pulled me in and closed the door. Then he pushed me to my knees and pulled my head onto his dick. I sucked him with all the skill I could. He blew his load, I sucked it out and swallowed. He opened the door and pushed me out without saying a word. Amazing.

Don't kid yourself faggot. The men that use whores like you think of you as a faggot and a dirty whore. They have absolutely no respect for you but that shouldn't matter to you. You are a fucktool or a breeding animal. At best you're a community use human fleshlight that any male has a right to use however they want to get themselves off. l would never date a piece of trash like you or even take you out to meet me buddies. For the most part I would never even admit to knowing a disgusting whore like you. You're just something men like me use for fun or to degrade. And it's not just alpha males. Faggots like you are free for ANY male to use as a fuckhole, a toilet or whatever else. Never forget what worthless disposable trash you are faggot.

Ever since this thread and another similar one called Bottoms Who Fuck You Back were started, I've tried to pay attention to when and why I move while getting fucked. I think my previous answers are still valid, but I'd like to add one more reason it happens. One night, while I was getting fucked in a sling, I discovered I have a different type of movement that is just reflexive. The best way to describe it is to imagine a dog. If you scratch his belly, sometimes you'll touch that one spot that makes his leg move. The faster you scratch, the faster it moves. It can be funny to see but everyone likes doing it, including the dog. The point is, the dog isn't trying to move – it's just a reflex. So I was on my back in the sling and I found I was pulling my legs back sort of in rhythm to the fuck. I wasn't trying to move and couldn't move in that position, but if I were flipped over, that leg action would have me pushing back to fuck myself on the cock. It's not something intentional, not something that happens with every top or every fuck, but when things are right, you might hit a spot that makes your bitch move.

I love young guys. Innocence is delicious.

Heading to the sauna in a couple of weeks. Usually take my full head hood and jump in the sling - but this time im taking my wrist and ankle cuffs too. Hoping a guy will padlock my limbs so all choice and control is taken away. A popper soaked rag inside my hood and let the horny men loose on me. Have done this before but with my mate beside me making sure i was safe. This time i want to be at the mercy of a random stranger locking me in the sling. If i go through with it i will of course tell you guys about it 😉

I admire your restraint -- aggravated assault or attempted murder would have been my first reaction, mitigated only by the fact that he paid for your travel. This is a specific example of the principle "watch what you ask for because you may get it." A more light-hearted phrasing is "the dog that chased the car and caught it." Down on the ground, though, it's a display of fear and self-doubt: your arrival means that if Mr. G [for "older guy"] puts much thought and effort into achieving a goal, by Gad, he can do it. So what does that mean for the last 45 or 50 years of his life? --Another example of this comes to mind -- Craigslist was famous for having M4M ads in which the writer would fervently express his desire to have a man with 8 inches or more come by and plow him like he was a prairie in the spring. No prize for guessing a frequent outcome: it's too big, I'm not ready, this is a bad time, blah, blah, blah. I don't know the fancy psych term for all of this, but the word "avoidance" is coming to mind. Actually, as I sit here typing, it sounds like a pretty good description. -- I suppose my point is that your experiences, aggravating as they are, are within well-worn patterns of human behavior. I readily admit that being in the midst of the encounter is uncomfortable at best and quickly approaches the level of "damn annoying." At a bit more abstract level, the issue of loneliness among the elderly is a concern especially in the health care context -- folks who have frequent bouts of loneliness or social isolation have a higher risk of malnutrition, injuries caused by falls, heart problems, etc. But you're not required to make the world a better place just because some guy sees you as the panacea to all of his emotional and psychological woes. The catchline "make the world a better place if you can" doesn't require herculean efforts on the part of the listener, just that the listener do what he can to improve his little corner of the world. I can't adopt every dog that's in an animal shelter in the US, but I can (and did) adopt two rescue dogs -- their world is pretty good and so is mine, but I digress. Going on a date, however you want to define that term, doesn't require you to have a master's degree in social work so you can be your companion's therapist for the evening. At the risk of making too broad a generalization, that's how men of that generation (hell, it's my generation also since I'm in my 60s) learned how to approach conflict. The emotional sensitivity that -- watch out for another broad generalization -- guys of your generation possess (or at least have been exposed to) was something that developed in the mid- to late-80s. By then, all of us poor saps had been molded and formed, and it could take some real god-damned effort to change. Again, at the risk of boring the reader, it took me 4 years of therapy to get myself on a better emotional path, and the emotional and psychological reactions of 50+ years ago still occasionally flare up. I'm not excusing their behavior towards you, just trying to explain it. I don't have any other ideas, clever or otherwise, at the moment about this. I'll mention though [that damn risk of boredom again] that my boyfriend of almost 2 years is more than 20 years younger than I am. There are guys of my age who really do give a damn about younger guys and who appreciate the energy and perspective they bring. (Note that trophy spouses are a societal-wide phenomenon, and if you read enough history, you'd think that's what the societal elite is about -- who's on whose arm and getting laid that night. A note of appreciation though (this and $3 gets you coffee somewhere in America).... thanks for raising the subject and for challenging us to look at ourselves and around us. You can modestly disavow any intent to have such an effect, but thanks for the time and effort.

Food, what would he feel him? But hydrate he would. He found bottles of sport's drinks in the closet. He carefully opened each one and added g. He closed the bottles shook them up and put them in the fridg. Cold would kill any taste of the G. Jerry found the lasagna and feeling hungry ate it himself. He opened a can of noodle soup, and got it ready to heat in the micro. No solid food for Rod today and he won't have to clean out. Jerry went back to Rod's computer. He had done a good job of downloading disgusting gay porn. Really hard core stuff. The kid will have to be loopy when he sees it, Jerry thought. Wait, there was another email from the blocked address. Jerry read it twice. Nonsense. He went recon and created an account for Rod. He would make one for several bareback sites. No pix of his face, just his big cock and hot open ass. When Jerry finished, Rod was stirring. As he came to, Rod said is it still hard, Jerry. "Please Jerry, help it to go down. I know you must know some way." Jerry replied, "Well they always go done when they are hurt, don't they?" Rod agreed, except when they are in a zipper that is. It was good Rod could laugh. Jerry said, "Buddy, I'll do my best." He picked up a meter stick and snapped it on Rod's hard cock. Rod, winced. Nothing. Rod said, "Harder Jerry." It has to go down. I have to go to church tomorrow. That made a light go on for Jerry. He had another idea, but for now, more cock torture. After 20 sharp slaps with the stick, nothing. Jerry had an idea. He pulled some safety pins from his bag, sterile sealed in plastic. He made a ladder of pins up Rods cock, took a shoe lace and pulled it thru the pins and tried pulling the penis down in the front. It started to bend, but wouldn't go down. " Jerry, take them out," Rod pleaded. "It hurts so bad" Not yet, Rod. But, Jerry. With that Jerry hit the big cock again, pins and all. Rod almost passed out. It wasn't working. Jerry fished in the trash, found an empty toilet paper roll. He dug in Rod's drawer to find the thumbtacks He pushed the tacks thru the roll only barely. Then he worked the roll down Rod's huge cock. When the head was clear and the roll was at the root, Jerry squeezed the roll so the tacks dug into Rod's poor huge dick. Rod produced the two thorns. They were huge. He shoved one into each side of the glans, which now was much fatter than the toilet paper roll tube. Rod was sweating profusely again. It hurts so bad. One lude later, Rod was calm. Jerry was glad he had taken them from a patient. Rod would rest a while. Jerry rolled him over onto his stomach making sure his dick inside the toilet paper roll was dead center with his navel. He pulled out the butt plug and fucked Rod viciously three more times. With his head to one side, Rod was smiling. Stay tuned for more, much more

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This is all very interesting, I always worry tops will think I'm a dead fuck if I don't do anything

I haven’t even been to this party yet, and I am getting more loads than I ever have in my life! All three of the tops I was being interviewed by stayed to watch the founder fuck my face. Then the he stayed to watch them spit-roast me. I wanted to be as good as I could, so I tried hard not to listen to the conversation, although that was pretty hard with only one guy using me, and two discussing what I was doing. (How do you know how good a guy’s mouth feels from watching?) The consensus at first seemed to be that I wasn’t all that different from any other cumdump at Alpha House. After the first round, though everyone said they wanted to use me whichever way they hadn’t tried yet. I didn’t say anything at all, and they seemed to find that acceptable. I think they talked about whether a cumdump with no cock in his mouth should talk, but the first thing that happened was that they started using both holes, and swapping back and forth, so I am not sure what they decided. These guys are all six foot or more tall, considerably bigger than me, not to mention being jock type guys as well. They flipped me around without saying a word, and slapped lube on my ass like a spanking. The only bad part was that second round went a lot longer than the first, and I realized I was going to have to work late once I got there, to catch up. No one had even mentioned having a three way gang fuck. I certainly didn’t want to start saying no to tops now, though. I could catch up by working through the evening from home.

Here’s the thing about sex in the age of prep... if you remember to take your pill, you can avoid most of the consequences of being a huge slut, as long as you don’t get into PnP. to each their own, but my old life was condoms and worry each time I got tested. With prep I don’t worry, and I wouldn’t leave that for anything. if you think for even one second you are going to regret some behavior at least go on prep. There are no returns on hiv.

This is for you to decide, but if you aren't being honest with your partner, you aren't truly being honest with yourself.

Had a little time yesterday morning so put on a jock and went on a tour of east Portland bookstores. Don’t get out there often. Came home with 3 loads dropping out of my hole and I gave 1 First was at Liberated World. Sucked this kinda sketchy guy through a gh who made it clear he wanted in my ass. Turned around and took his cock, then sucked a cock coming through the other adjoining gh. He was a verbal fucker so everyone in the place knew I was taking loads. He shot a good size load. Second was at the same place, turned around so the second cock was in my ass. Black guy. Decent cock. Worked me a while and I felt him tensing up and shooting. Wish he had been a little louder though. Third was at Peeps... a hipster guy who played with my ass for a while through the hole but after he slid in, he was only good for a few strokes before he shot. Oh well. Got his cum. Then went to Taboo and hung out in the back. This runner looking dude came in and signaled me into an adjoining booth. He gave a pretty good bj. I fed him poppers through the hole because I wanted his hole, and he gave it to me. Super tight, hadn’t been bred in a long time. Eventually I bred him deep and loud, and he seemed irritated that I came inside him. He asked me if I was poz and I just walked out...

Went to a party last night, hosted by some friends who are bears and into other hairy men. It was a pretty tame get together, despite them having a nice basement area with a sling and fuck bench. Maybe 12 folks, most of them I hadn't seen before, so that was nice. In the whole house, you're only allowed to smoke in the basement area, so I had gone there a few times with my pipe throughout the evening, always by myself as no one else was a smoker. So I'm sitting with my pipe and my bourbon over in the corner of the room, when in walks one of the guys I didn't know. He's about 55, 6 ft and lean, really thick salt n pepper beard. I'd seen him upstairs, but his much younger bf was at his side ever minute. So I start chatting with him, and instantly can tell he's had plenty to drink. I ask where the bf was, and hear he left as he had to work in the morning. I say too bad, but hey plenty of fun to be had still. He laughs and starts rubbing my beard and bald head, and tells me my pipe is sexy. I rub his crotch and tell him I think he's sexy all over. A few drunken minutes later, I'm sucking his 8" cock as I'm stripping naked. He has me lay on the fuck bench, and starts rubbing my ass and fingering my hole. He says he wants to fuck me, and I tell him he can, but I want it raw. He liked that plan, and quickly lubed my ass with a tube sitting on the stand. He opens me up nice n slow, then starts fucking me steady and deep. It was a perfect position and my prostate was getting a massage like it hadn't had in a while. He tells me he's close, and asks me where I want his load, and I tell him as deep as he can plant it. A few strokes later he's grabbing my hips and seeding me. He gives me a few more strokes, then slides out. Then, oddly enough, he zips up and just leaves the room. (Found out later from my friends he is poz, and also in a 'closed' relationship...lol) So I'm resting up on the fuck bench, feeling like a whore that didn't get paid, when another of the party guests walks into the room. He was a big ole bear, maybe 5-10 and 300 lbs, with a long gray beard that went down to his belly. He walks over to me at the bench and starts rubbing my ass, asking if I had a good time. Before I can answer he has a finger in my cummy ass, and starts finger fucking me. It feels really good, and I clamp down on it, to which he responds by telling me he loves sloppy seconds. His finger slips out, and is quickly replaced by a really fat cock he just shoves in my hole balls deep all at once. I jerk forward a bit as he's much thicker than the last guy. He grabs my hips and pulls me back forcefully. He starts fucking me fast, telling me to be a good whore for him. It hurt like hell for the first minute, but then I got used to it some as he kept up the fucking, and my cock was leaking like crazy. He pulls out and tells me to get on my back. I roll over and he takes my ankles and puts em on his shoulders. He's shirtless now and he slides his cock back in my hole, and his hairy belly is hitting my ballsack as he fucks in. I reach up and start working his nipples, and he fucks harder and tells me to coax his load out. I clamp my ass as much as I can given his large size, and tug harder at his nipples, begging for him to knock me up. That did the trick- as he let out a moan and gave me three hard thrusts then just stayed buried inside me. He grinned down at me and took my cock in his hand and jerked me off, his cock still inside me. I came fast, coating my belly, chest, and a few strands even hitting my beard. Damn that was hot. Now this guy didn't run out like the last one. He helped me get dressed, then we sat and shot the breeze down in basement, finishing our drinks and me having another pipe. He's planning on coming over this week one evening, and said with no alcohol, he'll be planning on giving me two of his loads.

Blonde And Stupid – Two Christian Boys Dragged Down (Part 02) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** Ryan was so excited. He thought of all the handsome and masculine jocks and his ass was tingling. Ben saw things differently. He was also horny, but he was more carefully and a bit scared too. What if their parents would find out, that they were gay. How would they react? What if they would change their behavior. He didn’t want to act like a sissy. Right now they lived a peaceful life. A little bit undercover. Maybe they were not happy all the time, but… it was a good and easy life. They had average grades at school. It wasn’t too hard to get good results at school, maybe because of their looks. Of course they got also teased from the members of the different sports teams, because they weren’t so much into the boy stuff. Girls, on the other hand, would adore the teens. Everything would change, if they decided to open up and come out of the closet. Ryan tried to calm his pal down. “No one said, we need to come out to our parents or our friends. Just let us experience some fun and meet some guys who are willing to help us and feed us some cock” “Nothing happens without a price. If we do one thing, it will trigger another. That’s what I’m afraid of” Ben answered. “You are thinking too much with your brain. Start thinking with your ass…” Ryan said and farted loudly. Ben threw his pillow towards Ryan and both guys laughed merrily. The next day was an ordinary Saturday. They went downtown and did some shopping. They met some of Ryan’s female friends at Starbucks. Then they returned home and had lunch with Ryan’s parents. In the afternoon they watched some stuff on TV to kill some time. Both guys had to admit, that they kept thinking of the big cocks they had seen last night on Skype. Ryan’s parents were invited that evening and told his son and Ben, they would be home way after midnight. So the lads were all alone, when they started their computer and opened Skype. Soon they received a request and accepted the call. This time they had their cam turned to them and they smiled, when they saw the jocks from last night. These guys seemed to be in their mid-twenties. Ryan liked that. He felt more open to them, because the age gap wasn’t too big. “Oh… Only three guys tonight?” Ryan looked disappointed. “We thought it would be better to talk to you in a moderated number. You guys are too hot. We are a bunch of horny fuckers. If eight hard cocks are on this side, we won’t be able to talk to you in a decent way” the guy on the other side said. Both boys wore only shirts and tight underwear. “So what are your names?” he asked. “I am Ryan and this is Ben. We are both friends. We met on the internet and know each other only for a short while. But we became very close” Ryan answered. “Understandable. Two fags giving each other support and rubbing their dicks together. You surely sniff at each other’s asses.” Biohazard1 replied. Ben was a bit intimidated by those rude words, but Ryan was turned on by that and already massaged the cock in his briefs. “You said you live in Marcon?” one guy asked. “Well… I do. I live with my parents… Ben lives in Rome… also with his parents.” Ryan chatted. “And you two are virgins? How come? You are two nice looking faggots” one guy expressed. “It is not so easy. Our parents wouldn’t approve. They are heavily engaged in our churches and we don’t want to hurt them….” Ben answered. They described the situation at their schools also and mentioned the names of the schools nonchalantly. “Your parents won’t have to know, that you let your faggot asses get fucked by some horny jocks….” another guy mentioned. “How come you haven’t fucked each other yet? Can’t you get a hard on, if you are supposed to be an active fucker?” someone wanted to know. “Well… we both want to be… pure bottoms and we talked about it a lot. We tried some things, but that was limited to kissing each other and jerking off a lot.” Ryan sighs. “So you fags want to be used as cheap fuck holes. You need your cunts stretched beyond repair. We can do this for you, you know?” Biohazard1 explained. “But you know, we must be sure, that you are not just fakes. You got to prove to us, that you are really fags and that you really want our cocks” The three jocks muted their microphone and discussed the situation obviously. While both lads stared at the screen, two guys got up and opened their jeans slowly. They hauled their dicks out of their pants and started stroking their cocks, while being heavily engaged into a disputation. Ben and Ryan were hypnotized, just viewing the big hunks stroking their tools slowly. “We’re back. So do you dare to prove your seriousness?” Biohhazard1 asked. “Yeah…. yeah…. we will do anything, to prove we are sincerely.” “Okay…. Ryan. Go to the room, where your mom keeps all the dirty laundry and get the box to your room. Go and get it NOW” the guys ordered. Ryan couldn’t imagine why he should pick up this box and get it into his room, but he followed the order. Then they guys told him to pick up every dirty laundry out of the box and show it to them. There appeared socks, trousers, shirts… every time he pulled something up, he had to show it in front of the camera and drop it to the floor. Then Ryan picked up a white brief out of the box with only two fingers. “What’s that? Biohazard wanted to know. “My dad’s underpants” said Ryan and wanted to drop the dirty thing also, but the guys told them to stop. They wanted to get ea closer look and so Ryan held the briefs in front of the cam. “Are there piss stains on that underwear or is it dried cum?” Biohazard1 wanted to know. “It looks like piss…” he added. Ryan shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know… “ he simply answered. “Then find it out. Sniff at it…” Biohazard1 ordered. “I can’t sniff at it. That’s disgusting… it’s from my dad!” he whined. “Pull the underpants over your head. The front of it should be over your nose and mouth. If you don’t do it now, we will our conversation with you guys.” Biohazard1 threatened. Ryan looked in panic to Ben. Ben seemed to be happy, it wasn’t him who had to smell at the underwear. “I am counting to 3…. if you are not wearing the fucking thing over your face and inhale your fathers scent, we will log off. 1…… 2…… aaaand….” the guy counted. Ryan’s eyes spoke volumes of despair but he pulled the white briefs over his head and wore it as requested. Ben was disgusted but the guys on the other side of the cam cheered loudly. “Well done bitch. How does it smell? Do you enjoy your daddies smell?” Ryan had a tight feeling in his chest, but tried to inhale deeply. “I… I don’t know. It smells sweaty” “Why don’t you lick the pants from the inside. This way you can tell us more about the consistency. We would still like to know, if it is piss or dried semen. Maybe both?” they laughed hysterically. The boy retched. The idea of touching the underwear with his tongue, where his dad usually had his dick in, made him sick to the stomach. “You better start licking now. Make it all wet and tell us about how it tastes….” the three guys ordered. All of the sudden they saw how something poked against the fabric from the inside. Ryan truly started licking the undies. “Damn… make it really wet. Use your spit to soak the encrusted stuff. Get the whole flavor you dirty bitch.” the leader of the pack growled. Ben was petrified when he heard his name suddenly. “Hey Ben. Why don’t you help your boyfriend a little bit. Go and use your faggot tongue and start making out with him.” “I don’t understand…” Ben cried. “Lick the pants from the outside. Help him with your spit and do some french-kissing. Your tongues won’t ever meet, since the textile will always separate you. Give him nice and wet kisses – NOW” Ben shivered and moved closer to Ryan. He closed his eyes in fear and started to flinch his tongue against Ryan’s tongue. ‘Are you recording all this shit?’ one of the jocks whispered to the other. ‘Of course I am – this is just too hot man’ he replied. This went on for quite a while, until the hunks had enough fun. Both boys seemed out of breath and had glowing cheeks. “Well… what was it now?” the three guys still wanted to know. “I think it was piss” said Ben. “Yeah, but it was really encrusted from the inside. I guess it was cum also” said Ryan and looked totally unhappy. “Don’t be so shy. What do you think? As faggots you will do other stuff, which will humiliate you even more, just because it is your job. This was nothing!” Biohazard1 stated to them. “Maybe both of you will mouthwash your dad’s underwear continuously. Wouldn’t that be nice? Is it clean now?” he asked. Ryan looked at it silently. “There are no stains anymore” he replied softly. “Get up whores….” Both boys got up and revealed, they had built small tents in their shorts. “That’s what I guessed. You are little perverts. I knew it all along… 100 % FAGGOTS!” With that the connection was interrupted. Ben and Ryan looked at each other desperately. A message came through. ‘Be here tomorrow night at the same time’ Ben looked at Ryan and asked him, if there was another dirty underwear from his dad in the laundry box. Ryan nodded slowly. This time Ben pulled it over his head and both boys repeated the procedure, but this time they jacked off violently. It was for both boys the strongest orgasm they had ever experienced.

Friday evening After waking up for the second time that day I felt sore, used and confused, I was now divorce with some sex workers poz load in my ass. My head swum at what that mean, I couldn’t even digest what was going on in my life it was all just too much to handle at once. It was around 6 pm when the fog cleared enough in my head to think of anything to do, the first thing that popped in was the mundane task of getting the mail. Simple enough thing and easily done….small steps I guess. I opened my front door and there was another supplement delivery form next door, this time with a note. “Ran into your ex as we were leaving, sorry to hear neighbor. Mixed these up figure you might want to just get a run in and clear your mind. Let us know if we can help” There were a total of six bottle altogether and this time they were a much darker yellow brownish tinge, I wonder if they made them extra strength knowing I need a boost. Forgetting about the mail I grab the gift and went inside putting 5 in the fridge and, thinking that a run sound like a good idea started drinking one. Gah these must be stronger they tasted a lot more acrid, the pleasant warmth filled my belly and I went upstairs to put on my running gear. Once I had my blank jock and tank top on I grabbed my big butt plug and worked it in my hole. Didn’t want cum leaking down my leg on a trail. Then stepped in my shorts and shoes. I know they said only drink one and these were made stronger it seems but with the day I was having I grabbed a second one from the fridge and quick chugged it. And just like that I was off. I took the same way that Tom and Mike and shown me the other day, my wind was really good and soon sweat was dripping of my body and my tank was soaked. Those water bottles really did the trick though, between the running and the supplements my mind was clearing up, letting me focus just on my running and movement, of course this also meant the movement of the plug in my ass which felt amazing as it was worked around. Working my way through the woods I followed the same trail as before and found my way over to the highschool. There I did some stretches and then some pushups and squats just for some muscle work. Having drank two bottle I started to feel like I had to piss so turned around and started back down the path. It was about 7 at this time and the sun was still up but on the horizon heading towards night. Jogging along the urge to piss for more and more urgent, not helped any by the plug in my hole. I was about half way through the woods when I noticed an off shoot and decided to chance it and take a quick piss. I slowed to a walked and walked the meandering path in a bit. It came to what looked like a bit of a clearing, I quickly pulled my short down ad bit and fished my cock out. Took awhile to get a stream going as I was half hard but once it started damn that felt good, man I must had had to go more than I thought I was pissing for a good minute when I heard a noise behind me. Startled I turned and saw an older guy come through the trail. He was maybe like 50s decent shaped dressed similar to mem he looked down at my pissing cock and then back up and me and winked. With that he went a bit away from me and started to piss as well. Fuck that was close , thank god he was just int eh same spot as I was. Unfortunately his appearance my my cock go hard again and I had to strain to get my flow started. Suddenly I jumped as I felt his hot breath on my ear “Need help with that?” Without a word or asking his hand reached around and grabbed my cock, instinct and my inner slut took over as moaned and leaned into his body. He smelled of sweat from running and it was like poppers, I moaned as he worked my shaft and his mouth nibbled on my ear. “Haven’t seen you in here before, you must be new. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. Would you like that? Want Daddy to take care of you Son” “Oh yes please” I gaped breathlessly as his hand worked me slowly making me writhe against him, his other hand reached down the waist band on my shorts cupping my and agoign to my hole. “Fuck what do we have here, must be my lucky day. Bend over boy” His tone made me do as he said and without a thought in my head I bent forward. He pull my shorts all the way down showing my ass and the handle of the plug. “MMmmmmm jackpot, fucking slut bottom boy running with a plug in his ass. We are going to have some fun. Stay just like that boy.” He backed away a bit and I turned to see him taking a pic with his cam and typing into his phone, I started to straighten up and he was on me, turned me around and slapped me hard across the face. I saw stars and before I could regain my composure he pushed me to the ground and whipped his cock out. “Suck that cock slut boy” His cock wasn’t that big but it was uncut, sticking out of a silvered bush. My mouth watered and I stuck my tongue out and licked under the foreskin tasting his sweat, piss and precum. I moaned around his cock and began to take more and more of it into me. My Daddy threw his head back and lifted his arms showing dense pit fur. I hint of humiliation hit me as I realized I was still hairless from the neck down. I heard a rustling coming from the trail and Daddy just looked down and smiled at me. Through the break in the trees came two younger guys about college age, they looked similar enough that they must be brothers. “Glad you could join me, look what I found sons” My eyes grew big as it hit me, these were this guys kids and he had texted them to help in using me. The short of the two came around back and lifted me up still bent over blowing his father. He grabbed the plug and pulled it out in one quick motion . My muffled scream not stopping anything as the first son shoved his cock in my hole and started fucking me. Being young he didn’t last one and grunted adding more cum to my ass. He pulled out and his brother took his place, his cock was thick and a moaned as it hit my prostate making my own cock leak into my jock. At this point his father started to speed up the abuse of my mouth and I could hear his breathing picking up. His son redoubled his effort and the two flooded me at the same time. The father’s cum was sweet and I gobbled it down as I fell the older son fill my hole with a second load. “Good job boys should be fun for the rest. Lets go” Spent I dropped to my knees as the three put themselves back together. My hole felt empty and I grabbed the buttplug and started working it back in my hole. It felt so good I started fucking my hole with it bouncing on it sweat dripping form me , my eye glazed over I watch as the three left the clearing. I sat back down on my heels wondering what to do when I heard someone approach again. The guy that came through the clearing was about my age but very much not a runner. He wasn’t fat but not in great shape. He leered at me and smiled, grabbing his crotch. My mouth watered and I zeroed in on it as he unzipped and pulled out a decent sized dick and walked it over to me. Without thinking I started sucking, wanting more cum needing to get more in me. A bottle of poppers was placed at my nose and I took a big hit, then another, then another. Y head swam as I sucked harder and hard. The guy moaned and thrust his cock dripping precum in my mouth. Hands again grabbed my ass and lifted me. Someone else must have come into the clearing. I felt the plug pulled from my ass, my tank was pulled from me and the plug was place in that on the ground. A cock lined up and shove in me. It felt great, sliding in my worn hole I moaned around the cock in my mouth as the man shot his cum. It was bitter and watery but I swallowed it down. He stepped away and was replaced by another cock. I no longer noticed the guys just the cock. I was in a daze, I felt horrid and dirty thinking of sucking all these dicks without knowing the guy, without being attracted to them. The guy using my mouth had a belly that would hit my forehead with each thrust. The guy in my ass grunted and I felt his cum added to my hole. At this point I stood up and needed a breather. The light was fading but I could make out a couple more guys, no one I would have picked up at the bar. A hand came around my chest and the bottle was placed to my nose. I heard the command breathe……and I did. The bottle was held there as I inhaled forcing me to take hit after hit, my head swam and my breathing increased. “There you go, that’s the ticket now bend back over and let us finish shooting our dirty loads in that hole. You know you want it slut boy “ I leaned over and grabbed my ankle as another cock entered me. A sigh escaped my lips and the rocking continued. The slapping fo their flesh against my ass. Working the loads deep in me. Tears formed at my eyes as the man grunted cumming in me and slapped my ass hard “Who wants to knock this cunt up next”………..

I think Shawn should bring over some of his un-medicated patients / friends to share their seed and as some positive re-inforcement. So hot to have an older active guy being recognised for his sexiness.

Wednesday Night I made it to the gym and head to the locker room, I needed to change into different shoes, mainly because I hate tracking dirt all over the gym from outside. Went to my locker open it up and staring at me were two water bottles. I know I hadn’t put them there and there was a not attached to one that said “Drink Me”. These ones looked slightly different from the usually ones, they had a tinge of almost dark brown yellow, I figured they must just be a stronger formula. I grabbed one and brought it to my lips. It was warm from being in the locker and tasted a bit acrid but I just chugged it right down and kept going until the bottle was empty. Feel a bit of a flush I head out to the gym floor and over to the free weights. While walking over I noticed Cashier from the porn shop doing cardio on the treadmill, I don’t remember him being part of my gym but I smiled and nodded hello on my way past. He gave a slight nod and a smirk and kept running. The sweat was pouring form his body into his black tank and shorts. Over in the free weight area I started with some light curls and then some flys to working my upper body hard. Seated arms raises and some triceps flex. Did some skull crushers and by that time almost an hour had past. I didn’t see cashier in the cardio area anymore and I was feeling a bit sore. Since the butt plug was still in my ass I know I was going to do any squats. As it was the motions I had been going through and the hard bench had worked the plug in my hole pretty well. A noticeable bulge was sneaking down my shorts. Back in the locker room I decided relaxing stint in the steam room would be a great idea. I went to my locker and took off my clothes and noticed a message on my phone. I checked into my voicemail and heard that voice again, my mind was fuzzy, sweat broke out all over my body, my cock pulsed and dripped precum before the end. “Thank you sir” escaped my lips and I grabbed the other bottle and drained it before wrapping a towel around my waist and making my way to the steam room. Once inside the steam was tick as fuck today, I could barely make out the other side of the room. My bare feet slapped against the wet tiles as I made my way to the back and pulled my towel off to slay it down on the bench. The door to the room opened and I saw a tall shape coming towards me. I smiled when I saw it was the Cashier, his body swollen form his workout. I stood up to greet him and he leaned in, whisper things in my ear I can’t recall, it all came out so fast. He pulled away and I nodded knowing what to do. I turned around and got on my knees and present my plug. His hand roved all over my hairless body, grasping the plug firmly in his hand he started to pull. A moan escaped m lips and I bit my hand trying not to make any noise. Finally the pug came out of my hole with an audible plop noise and a sigh escaped my lips. My hand crept back feeling my hole, what once had been tight now stayed open, gaping as if waiting to be filled. A finger slide around the outside of the hole and a moan escaped my lips. The cashier leaned on my back; I could feel his sweat on me, his caged metal cock pressing against my hole. He whispered in my ear again and my world started to fade. The last clear image was of 6 guys coming out of the steam before everything went black……. Thursday Morning I woke up in my bed slightly disoriented not knowing how I got home last night. All I remember was going into the steam room and seeing the Cashier and then everything got very fuzzy. My hand glided down my smooth body, tweaking my nipples making a moan starting my my chest and emerge from my parted lips. I shifted my body and felt something move. Looking down my hand looked different and I couldn’t figure out why, but it looked very strange. I slowly got up from my bed and gasp and I felt the shift happen in my ass again. Making my way to the bathroom I turned around expecting to see the safety catch for my plug and instead found a loop of rope. Grabbing hold of it I begin to pull with my hand while pushing with my ass muscled. A giant read ball popped out making my cock drip and a sigh issue form my lips. I kept pulling and another popped out, the sensation was incredible. The benwa balls were rubbing across my prostate as each one slid from my stretched hole. I was starting to feel empty again. The 5th ball popped out and still rope was in my ass. I pull slowly and felt something squishy sliding out. And stared in amazement, tied at the end was a condom full of cum. I wasn’t sure how many guy contributed to it but I knew what I had to do. I grabbed the scissors for the bathroom sink, snipped the condom and poured the whole contents into my mouth. Savoring all the loads as then slid down my throat, tasting the different mingled flavors. Something was still weird there was a light string almost like dental floss still attached to the end of the benwa balls. I pulled the string carefully I didn’t even feel it in my gaping hole. Something popped out of my ass and swung from the end of the string. Looking down in horror I realized then why my hand looked odd and different. Attached to the string behind the condom full of who know whose loads, was my wedding ring…….

Part II. Bobby and Dylan led us into Alex’ store. Racks of all kinds of sexy gym wear and underwear were all over the walls. Alex appeared from the back room as Bobby and Dylan were picking out things for my boy to try on. “Fresh meat?” he joked as he walked toward us. Alex must have been over six feet tall. His muscular frame and hairy chest bulged out of a tight tank top, with his belly bulging out slightly. He was wearing jeans that showed off his dick snaking down his right leg. Our friends explained the situation, and Alex said he was happy to help, and very straight forward. My boy would take one load for each pair of underwear. I whispered to my boy and our friends, “Taking loads from you guys is one thing, but a stranger?” “Relax,” Dylan said. “He won’t catch anything from Alex that he hasn’t already caught from us.” The winked at each other, then went back to checking out underwear. Alex measured my boy and led him to a fitting room. We made small talk as my boy tried on the first pair, some shiny stretchy briefs. Alex arranged some chairs, and when my boy came out, he told him to dance for us, Alex had my boy grinding into his crotch before telling him to service us all. He ground against me for a moment before moving on to Dylan and Bobby. He told my boy that his shiny briefs were not revealing enough to make big tips, and had him strip naked before trying on a bright yellow thong bikini. My boy pulled on the new bikini and sat right down onto Alex’ lap. He was gyrating when he realized that Alex had unbuttoned his fly and his huge horsecock had snuck out of his jockstrap. He groaned as he rubbed his barely-covered ass against Alex’ huge uncut dick. Dylan and Bobby were so turned on that they had fished out their own cocks and were jerking each other. My boy skipped me and lowered himself on to Bobby’s dick. Dylan reached over and freed my boy’s own hard drooling cock from the bikini briefs. When my boy got up to lower himself onto Dylan’s lap, I saw that his asscrack was wet with precum and nearly see-through. After grinding on Dylan for a minute or so, Alex got up and stood my boy up. He worked the briefs off and brought him a leather jockstrap. As soon as the straps framed my boy’s precummy ass, Alex forced him down onto Bobby’s dick. It was so wet that it slid right up my boy’s ass. Bobby raised and lowered my boy on his cock as he groaned with pleasure. He shot his load in my boy’s guts before pulling out. Alex guided my boy onto Dylan’s dick next. After stabbing a few times, Alex ordered me to guide Dylan’s cock into my boy. Not that I hadn’t done that before, but it was new with Alex in the picture. Alex twisted my boy’s nips as my boy fucked himself up and down on Dylan’s dick. Dylan didn’t last long and filled up my boy with his load. As soon as Dylan caught his breath, Alex yanked my boy down onto his bare cock. With two loads lubing him up, he was sloppy and ready for it. My boy threw his head back, eyes rolling around, as he rode Alex. He took that raw dick like a champ, and was quickly rewarded with his third load of the night. I watched as Alex’ big hairy balls clenched up, knowing he was flooding my boy’s guts with his seed. I was so horny that I came almost immediately without even touching my dick. Alex suggested we all rinse off a little before heading to the strip club to share my boy’s goods for the night. He had a private shower in his office and let my boy shower first saying, ‘Make sure your hole looks fresh, but keep those loads in you. They’ll keep you lubed up for later!” My boy hopped in the tiny stall and started rinsing off his sweat as the rest of us undressed. My heart stopped when Alex peeled off his tight shirt. There, between his shoulder blades was a huge biohazard tattoo. I knew my boy had POZ cum in his ass. My boy hopped out and started toweling off as Alex got in the shower. I pointed out Alex’ tattoo, and my boy just shrugged. I pointed it out to Dylan and Bobby and they grinned. Bobby started fingering my boy’s ass and said, “Alex started giving us POZ seed months ago.” Dylan grabbed his cummy cock and shook it at me, “We converted before the four of us even started playing together!” It dawned on me that we had been playing raw with two POZ guys for months and had never thought to get tested. Alex knew what we were talking about and put his big paws on my shoulders. “Calm down man. You and your boy are sluts. You’ve been taking POZ cum for months. You might both already be POZ and not know it.” Alex continued, “Starting tonight, we’re gonna whore out your boy’s ass to anyone. If he didn’t get his first three POZ load tonight, he’d just get them from someone else.” My boy just grinned. “Besides, we’ve all got a long night ahead of us!” To be continued...